Friday, April 20, 2012

Dear Lydia

All I ever wanted to make was something as beautiful as you
But in place of brown, with eyes so blue

From her body so sick, you grew healthy and new
From my body so healthy, sick babies grew

I love you so much and the joy that you bring
I am so happy for them and the song their hearts sing

I know the Lord works in mysterious ways
We are proof of that fact when I watch my children play

But it still makes me cry and sometimes get confused
All I ever wanted to make was something as beautiful as you

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