Our Child

This was written soon after my first son was born.

You're our child, Little One,

Our pride and joy, our only son,

You were sent to us from up above,

A precious gift of God's great love;

 

So many things go through our minds,

It's all so new, so we are blind,

Our only hope is that as you grow,

The right way to raise you will clearly show;

 

The lives we live now will be for you,

You'll always be considered in all that we do,

We know you're now too young to understand,

But we want to guide you the best way w can,

 

Whenever you're troubled or feel alone,

Remember we won't leave you on your own,

Any time you need a willing ear,

Just remember that we'll be standing near;

 

Though there'll be times when we must be firm,

To teach you the things you need to learn,

We'll try to be patient during the way,

And watch with care, the words that we say;

 

So our child, our pride and joy,

Our flesh and blood, our little boy,

We'll do our best to plant the right seed,

And with love and patience, we know we'll succeed.

 

___________________________________J R Brock
© 1987 john-michael productions, ltd.