The Visitor
It seems like only yesterday
when I looked at Jesus and heard Him say,
"You see that Man and Woman there
listen close little Rose,
you'll hear their prayer,
they are your Mom and Dad!"
I looked at Jesus, he smiled at me,
and gave me gifts to bring you see.
He placed them in my heart with care
and said when I need them,
they'll always be there:
Faith, Hope, Love and Joy
My journey was quick and quite a surprise.
The next thing I knew,
I opened my eyes,
I looked around, took in all I could see.
Oh My God, It's my Family!
November 13, 2004
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