Angel's Craft
Sometimes I know the words to
say,
Give thanks for all you've done,
But then they fly up and away,
As quickly as they come.
How could I possibly thank you
enough,
The one who makes me whole,
The one to whom I owe my life,
The forming of my soul.
The one who tucked me in at
night,
The one who stopped my crying,
The one who was the expert,
At picking up when I was lying.
The one who saw me off to
school,
And spent sad days alone,
Yet magically produced a smile,
As soon as I came home.
The one who makes such
sacrifices,
To always put me first,
Who lets me test my broken
wings,
In spite of how it hurts.
Who paints the world a rainbow,
When it's filled with broken
dreams,
Who explains it all so clearly,
When nothing's what it seems.
Are there really any words for
this?
I find this question tough...
Anything I want to say,
Just doesn't seem enough.
What way is there to thank you,
For your heart, your sweat, your
tears,
For ten thousand little things
you've done,
For oh-so-many years.
For changing with me as I
changed,
Accepting all my flaws,
Not loving 'cause you had to,
But loving "just
because."
For never giving up on me,
When your wits had reached their
end,
For always being proud of me,
For being my best friend.
And so I come to realize,
The only way to say,
The only thank you that's enough,
Is clear in just one way.
Look at me before you,
See what I've become,
Do you see yourself in me?
The job that you have done?
All your hopes and all your
dreams,
The strength that no one sees,
A transfer over many years,
Your best was passed to me.
Thank you for the gifts you
give,
For everything you do,
But thank you, Mommy, most of
all,
For making dreams come true.
Love,
Your Daughter
by Laurie Kalb
courtesy of Joelle & Mark
GUARDIAN ANGEL [2]
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