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Welcome, Little Baby
 
Joel Ashley Connett
born 4:20pm
Monday 18th August 2008


On such a day as this, my child,
you were born onto this earth
and I wish to tell you, grandson,
a little something of your worth.

You were born into a family
where children are a treasure,
where love is unconditional,
without judgment, without measure.

Sweet child, you are a tiny bud,
emerging into memory.
You will grow into our family tree,
a loved component of our History.

Your parents are God's children
and will raise you with your brothers,
to love and serve your fellow man,
reaching out a hand to others.

May you be blessed with golden sunshine,
and a matching disposition.
May you have the strength to overcome,
never feeling imposition.

Always listen very carefully
for God's small silent voice
and in His blessed presence,
may your heart and soul rejoice.


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By cherryk

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - A Tiny Bud Emerging Into Memory (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - A Tiny Bud Emerging Into Memory (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - A Tiny Bud Emerging Into Memory (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - A Tiny Bud Emerging Into Memory (challenge has been closed)


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