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"God moved in that moment, and the angels all cried. 
And He gave you a memory that you'll have til you die"






A Kiss From God
From Childhood, you were taught to understand
That daily living is part of God’s master plan.
As you grew it seemed more of a mystery
Just what God wanted you to see.
Your parents showed you God’s love
Which turned your sights on things above.
He sent you a mate, a real sweetheart
That you knew was special right from the start.
You were happy and lived a rewarding life,
He a devoted husband, you a loving wife.
God saw you through grief in loss of your kin
And held you close while your heart would mend.
Then one day He gave you an unexpected surprise
You doubted until you saw with your own eyes.
You awaited her arrival with every kick,
And even gloried in being sick.
As you waited something went awry
You couldn’t seem to do anything but cry.
You prayed to God to let all go good
As you waited to experience parenthood.
No matter how you tried there came a time
Your condition seemed to decline.
Your precious husband and you grew closer together
A horrible experience in your lives to weather.
The event you had long awaited
Came much sooner than anticipated.
You felt joy apprehension and fear
As you held your precious Ronda near.
She responded to your voice and touch
“Oh God, how could you love so much”
Then all of a sudden it was taken away
Your hearts were broken, “Oh God not this way!”
“Please God,” you cried, “What did I do wrong?”
Brokenness and sorrow was your heart’s song.
God answered, in his infinite way,
“My child you did nothing wrong in any way.”
“I gave you a gift very few will receive,
If only in your heart you believe,”
“I gave you a blessing from above,
For all eternity to treasure and love.”
“I gave you a KISS in the feel and touch
of my little Angel, Ronda, you love so much.”
“I chose you to experience this special event
from Heaven to you especially sent.”
“Please know I don’t mean you any harm,
One day you will rock her again in your arms.”

By Linda McSwain Donna’s aunt






    
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