To Glenda

You are my darling, My gift from above. You are my angel, My message of love. And I'll always be thankful To God up on high, That He has honored One lowly as I To care for a dear part Of His great domain, To love and to cherish, And even to name. And as I teach you Your first little prayer Said at a mommy's knee, Then as I teach you Your first little steps Faltering though they be, I know God didn't just say: Let there be a child, But He fashioned each precious part With the greatest of care And a tender smile, Then placed in a mother's heart All the love that went into This most pleasant of tasks Then rested, contented, at last.