Thank You Daddy
Thank you Daddy for letting me live, for letting me learn to smile and give. Thank you Daddy for not taking from me; The chance for life and liberty. I know it was hard, but Daddy you’ll see, that when I grow up you’ll be proud of me; ‘Cause I’ll be like you and Mommy too. I’ve got the spirit of life to see me through.
I used to hear Mommy and feel her tears. She would cry so hard and tremble with fear; as you would speak of “what was best”. Defending your life; defending my death. I tried so hard. My mouth opened wide. But there was no sound as I cried and cried. ”Mommy!…Daddy!…Pleasssse listen to me. I’m alive and living! Don’t kill me!”
I didn’t give up because you couldn’t hear me. Instead I asked God to make you see; that my life was precious in His sight. That if I were born things would be alright.
Then in sudden sweet surprise, I felt a spirit of peace arise. I could hear Mommy’s voice. She was talking to me. Laughing and crying, joyously. “My baby! My baby!” I heard her say. “Your Daddy says that you can stay!”
Oh thank you Daddy for letting me live. For letting me learn to smile and give. Thank you Daddy for giving to me, my chance for life and liberty!
By: Amy Colleen
Copyright January 2001. All Rights Reserved.
