The Spirit of Family
by Lisa Hilbers
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
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A long time friend didn't get to see his Son grow up but now his first Grandson is due anytime. I so wish he were here to see him.
The Spirit of Family
The first time I held you,
It was as though nothing else mattered at all-
You were my one true miracle in life,
My Son, a babe of purest love
Just the feel of life within my hands,
To see God’s perfection so close-
Everything about you was the recipe
of all I’d ever wanted; a Family, of my own
And Son, I’ll be there with you as well,
when you witness your miracle too-
When you take Hunter in your arms,
for the very first time; Ah.., Family
I’ve been there always in heart and spirit,
And I’ll continue my constant watch-
Feel the warmth of your babe’s first breath,
and know my soul has been forever changed
By: Lisa Hilbers
March 31, 2009
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|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
|Lisa your poem is so beautiful and deeply touching.|
|Reviewed by David Young
|From the womb of love that gives birth upon a lifetime of parental devotion, very nice indeed.|
|Reviewed by Phillip William Allen
|One emotion filled pen Lisa, and it was truly enjoyed.|
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Very beautiful writing,have a wonderful and safe day...Hugss|
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
Where HAVE you been?? I have missed you, girl! Welcome back! Soooo nice to read you again; very well penned! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Burleson, Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
|Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle
|This is a very beautiful poem,I enjoy reading it,take care
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
Welcome home, you've been missed! Been wondering about you ... hope you're okay.
Powerfully penned - poignant, beautiful lines; well done.
((((HUGS)))) love and prayer, Karla.
|Reviewed by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
A great poem about the invisible "umbilical cord" that ties parents and child, and extends to generations after them. The strength of any nation depends on that bond, as families make society, and society makes a country. God bless your family!
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|A very sweet and meaningful write, Lisa. Congratulations. Love and blessings to you,
|Reviewed by Sherry Heim
|awww Lisa, this is so sweet and so very true. There is no love on earth like that of a parent for their child. I am thrilled to see you posting, I do soooo miss reading your wonderful words. Kudos and congrats on your impending grandmotherhood. Big hugs to you, Lisa!!