Precious Goddaughter
You are a precious miracle,
and a dream come true.
It will be my honor,
to grow in faith with you.
I welcome this invitation,
extended with love.
I will be your angel,
sharing promises from above.
As I gently hold you,
and look at your sweet face.
I say a little prayer,
may you be touched by grace.
So much of life ahead,
I dream of all you'll be.
Times we'll spend together-
my Goddaughter and me.
I will hold your hand,
and stand by your side.
I will be your model,
your teacher and your guide.
I will give you time,
with thoughts of you each day.
I will keep you in my prayers,
as you find your way.
I look forward to the years ahead,
and being a godparent to you.
May our treasured bond grow strong,
and in faith our hearts be true.
©Teri Harrison

2 comments:
Love the poem.
Boy, you sure have had your share of snow this season. Every time I read your blog you have a blizzard going on!
Hopefully it will be done now. After all it is nearly May!
Is tomorrow your dad's last day at work? How exciting for him. A whole new chapter in his life.
Take care!
It does seem like the snow is never ending! today was dad's last day - I think he's going to miss everyone but is glad to be done!! We can't wait for them to move up here.
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