Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Welcome Baby Luke (more pictures, text soon...)

Christmas Day, finally home from the hospital!

Day Old Child
Carol Lynn Pearson

My day-old child lay in my arms,
With my lips against his ear.
I whispered strongly, "How I wish--
I wish that you could hear,

"I've a hundred wonderful things to say,
(a tiny cough and a nod),
hurry, hurry, hurry and grow
So I can tell you about God."

My day-old baby's mouth was still
And my words only tickled his ear,
But a kind of light passed through his eyes,
And I saw this thought appear:

"How I wish I had a voice and words,
I've a hundred things to say.
Before I forget, I'd tell you of God--
I left Him yesterday."