Poems by CAH
My Children
Sweetest angels boldly
venture here,
despite the wombs tremendous labor pains.
And we begin to
shed an aching tear
because the greater suffering remains.
Oh precious
children pure and small and meek,
I yearn that I might give my common
blood
to succor you when you are ill and weak
And prove completely how
much you are loved.
Just knowing that you perfect gifts were sent,
our
Father, God, entrusted you to me,
the Holy Spirit comes, the comfort's
lent.
And we are healed with miracles. I see!
My Children, your love
blesses me in strife.
Joy fills my heart with gratitude for
life.
Tanglewood
I dream of
you
Is it That
Love...
I'm Thinking of
you
My Knight
I Felt Your
Warmth
My Journey
I'm Lost
Darkstone
My Heart
I Love you
because...
My Children
An Everchanging
Path
My Daughter
Miss
Sunshine
Sam's Dreams
Angel
My Little
Guy
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