Joy Child

Poem By Susan Chiucarello

No one can imagine what kind of joy
I've gotten from the birth of my little boy
A precious gift form the Lord above
He easily receives all of my love
When I see that smiling face each and every day
My heart goes a flutter, what else can I say
With lottery and such that can be done
Thank you, Lord, for my miracle son
Through your gift, Lord, I have won.

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