A PRECIOUS GIFT

I do not know why

Nor will I even try

To understand the mystery

Of this gift God gave to me.

Who would have guessed

I could have been so blessed.

I feel so proud

To have been allowed

To have someone

Who calls himself my son.

He calls me "Ma", but another

Who gave him birth, he calls Mother.

God put him here in my life

When I was in a time of strife.

For this reason, I can tell,

He truly is my sweet angel.

My hopes and spirit he did lift,

This very special, precious gift.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem was written April 16, 2002

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poetvg's picture

Lovely work ;*).
The Smiles Lady :*D.

Lori Moore's picture

Simply beautiful. It is always wonderful to see someone who truly honors their gift.