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| Vintage Postcard |
Bless this young woman, Lord
guide her with Your love.
Have Your faithful angels
watch her from above.
Trusting her with His little one,
For God makes no mistakes,
He finds a woman, filled with love,
A Mother,
He then makes.
He then makes.
How touching it will be that day,
when I get to see,
my Godchild hold her baby,
a Mother,
just like me.
just like me.
A baby is a gift from God,
A miracle,
not like any other.
Handpicked by Him,
for her to guide,
for her to guide,
A child to call her,
"Mother."
Dedicated to my niece, Erin and her beautiful daughter, Evelyn.
French Postcard reads: "If her pink mouth at your young ear
whispers soft words, like a kisslisten intently, this is the moment.
If you don't, they might fly away.
You are most loved!"
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