The Gift

A child is a special gift
So precious and so dear
Carried with love for nine months
And now the time is near.

The planning for this dear one
Cannot ever be compared
To anything more precious
Than the love a family shared.

The tiny kick of a little foot
The tumbling as it turns
Womb swelling oh so slightly
And the tummy slightly churns.

What blessed feelings
For I know for sure
I'll have a precious baby girl
Or a beautiful baby boy.

 

©Ginny Bryant