What is a poem
Many a question posed
percentages parenting
Of all that is to be
How to answer
in all honesty
What do we know
of what is to be
When will we be sure
we are ready
How to embark
This honorable plight
O' to be sure
to do everything right
Forever we've pondered
on this time to be
and answers come
within deep introspection
The children of God
Loves ultimate reflection
We dare not burden
til sure we could lift
Lift up this spirit
to nock as an arrow
while creation bends us
like eternal long bows
Bows steadfast
with sights true,
bows worthy
for the likes of you.
For you are God’s
not our own.
So we shall pray
sharing all life, we few
within every way
are you as of yet unborn
Unborn yet alive
So purely we Love you
The Word poetry
Your sonnet and stanza
Loves Divine prose
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