Take my hand little one,
come and walk with me.
We will travel along this road together
hand-in-hand through the ups and downs.
If not your hand in mine, know I hold your heart
forever and always…
As we walk, I will share with you things today
that will shape your tomorrows.
You were born with roots, but I hope and pray
that I can give you wings to fly
high and far…
Your face to the sun…a future so bright
it glows and shines
reflecting all the good things in this world.
A warm breeze under you lifting you high
to give you perspective
to see all the little blessings that help us know
just how lovely life can be…
Just like this back country road, with your little hand in mine…
Come walk with me,
my sweet precious daughter.
June 30, 2009
by
Olivia’s Mom