Little Hands

Here is a poem that I wrote a few months ago while I was remembering the tender moments that Steven and Margaret were born. Leave comments and let me know what you think!



Little Hands

I can still remember, as if it were yesterday,
The morning you were born – such a perfect day.
Daddy placed you in my arms with gentle care
You didn’t cry or coo – you would only stare.
And your little hands fit perfectly into mine.

I held you and kissed you over a thousand times
Your skin was so soft and your hair divine.
Your fingers and toes were tiny and dear
Your chunky round cheeks were spotless and clear.
And your little hands fit perfectly into mine.

I gazed deeply into your beautiful eyes;
I saw a glimpse of heaven and the Spirit testified
You had been sent from God’s heavenly home above
Innocent and perfect and filled with love.
And your little hands fit perfectly into mine.

Oh, how I love you, my dear little one!
Our time on earth together has only just begun.
But the greatest blessing for our little family
Is that we can be together for all eternity.
And our hands will fit perfectly as one.

- Audrey Sabin