Our Unborn Child

Our Unborn Child long poem

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I write this letter to my unborn child from the depths of my soul.
You will soon enter our lives, and make our lives complete and whole.
I never thought I would be chosen for such an awesome task.
It is a greater blessing than what I ever could ask.
I can almost imagine you in my mind.
Beautiful, happy, bouncing, flashing a smile so kind.
Feeling you flutter is a sensation like no other.
It does wonders for the joy of these soon-to-be-parents.
You create a glow in us, we never knew we would see.
It is true happiness that sets us on cloud nine manifested deep inside of us.
You’re our baby, our child, our heart, and our wonder.
I pray we create a bond that no one can put asunder.
You’re a designer’s original! A creation from the King!
We can hardly wait for you to enter the world and see the joy you bring.
Sweet babys of ours you’re a magnificent gift from above.
Living proof of how your father and I have shared our love.
I hope you have your father’s eyes
Then you will go into the world able to look at all things wise.
I hope you inherit my ability to plan.
With that you will be able to face all things in life as a strong woman or man.
I hope you receive from your father his selfless ways.
For this the Heavenly Father will bless you, as he did him, all of your days.
I hope you learn from our spirit and let no one take it.
Believe me, you will need it in life, and many will try to break it.
But with that spirit you must have your father’s center.
With that you will be cautious of any door you enter.
I want you to have my curiosity.
There’s nothing wrong with questions you may blurt!
But receive your father’s discernment,
so you’ll know when to let go before getting hurt.
Have a big heart; know what emotions are and how to be real.
Share your mother’s  strength so you can handle what you feel.
Share my sense of humor! Laugh a lot; it helps you through life.
Share your father’s sense of duty. Know how to be serious and take strife.
I’m emotional, so I tell you it’s okay to ramble on, once and a while like your Mom.
But learn to develop what your father has; an excellent sense of calm.
But most of all the things I wish for your father and I to share.
I wish we teach you to love, respect, strength of mind, and to care.
These are our feelings, wishes and hopes for you.
You make our hearts and souls sing!
We welcome you to the world and thank you for the joy,our little queen or king. That will always make our hearts sing.

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