My Joy is My Family

Special Child

Special child, gift from God
Holding tight to the iron rod.
Your life's plan is known to one
Who's loved you since the world's begun.
A noble birth to parents dear
Cradled in hope, your future's unclear.
Prayers ascend, fear is gone
Pain erased and spirits strong.
Each story is written with the Master's pen
It begins with love and has no end.


By: Shelly Isom
6/25/08