Her Tiny Face Poem by Heather Burns
Her Tiny Face
It was Sunday the day
was cold
she came to my door
as I was told
needed a mother to
take care
like running a brush
through her hair
looking at her tiny face
I asked God give me
grace
help me today is all I ask
make a decision for this
task
my spirit guide showed me
the way
With his advice prepared
the day
as I touched her tiny face
face
I felt God giving me grace
her name is in my family tree
this little girl means the
world to me.
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
family family family family family family family family family
Written with a touch of tenderness that is beautiful!
Touching lines and heart responds. May everyone referred to in the poem be blessed.
Heather you sure have been given grace it flows thru the poem with a delightful ending full of love which will be returned a thousand times more from the one with the tiny face, a just reward...regards
Perhaps one of the few noblest jobs you have done ie, to stand by the distressed who need a hand...... I bow to you Heather...... May the wisdom be with you........ just great.
This is perhaps one of the best deeds, a person can do in a lifetime. By accepting that orphaned little one as part of your family and being a mother to her, you have given purpose and meaning to her life. this little girl means the world to me. This speaks volumes..... Heather, now I look upon you with greater respect! !
This is perhaps one of the best deeds, a person can do in a lifetime. By accepting that orphaned little one as part of your family and being a mother to her, you have given purpose and meaning to her life. this little girl means the world to me. This speaks volumes..... Heather, now I look upon you with greater respect! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/23/2024 4:46:31 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A beautiful expression.. Lovely poem!