Its four decades now.
Memories still so fresh.
Pain, Pain and more Pain.
With a sudden burst, its all gone.
Gone to be replaced by the cry, a cry of a new born.
Joy to hear that cry still stirs within.
Never to go away.
Its God’s creation. His Mighty Wonder.
…..
Thank you, Lord for that moment.
The gift of my first born….
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Thank you so much for reminding me about motherhood, I love this, xxx