Tuesday, February 6, 2007

Comfort

When I am all alone and no one is near
I just think of happy things
like a rainbow in the sky
and a bird that flies high in the sky
and when Jesus is near
when He comforts me
and the presence of my dad
and the warming of his hands
and the love in the air...
those things are happy to me.

Written by my 8 year old daughter Abigail

1 comment:

an American placed among the English said...

Oh, you have no idea how much this touches my heart! Abigail's writing poetry--and it's beautiful! SHE is beautiful, like her sisters and her mother. I miss her... I miss you!