Tuesday, July 22, 2008

A Poem for Magdalena

Today at work I was reading through the Psalms and I was struck in a new way of the beauty of the poetry. As I was reading some of David's deepest, most agonizing thoughts put into poems, I thought of an idea for a poem of my own. I do not claim to be much of a poet at all, but as lines started to form in my head, I couldn't help but start to write things down. After a few minutes I was in tears trying to express my thoughts. While it is not great poetry or anything, I have decided to share it.

My dear, sweet daughter
August creeps this way
Giving us the hope of holding you
Desperate to delight in your beauty
And share you with this world
Loving hands that adore you
Every precious moment more blessed
Never will we be the same
August rushes this way, my darling
Giving us the fear of losing you, yet
Rejoicing in the gift that you are
And while in His perfect hands you remain
Close to our hearts you will stay
Eternally in the shadow of His wings


As you can see, I wrote it as an acrostic (first letter, in this case) which is the first time I have ever tried to do anything like that. I hope you enjoy it.

8 comments:

  1. While she is not my daughter, she may as well be one of them. It is so bittersweet to see August creep this way. Thank you for sharing.

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  2. I love this post and am praying for you and your sweet family!

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  3. Anonymous7:56 AM

    Simply beautiful... my prayers are with your family.

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  4. Anonymous2:06 PM

    what a beautiful way to express your love and thoughts. This is one loved little girl and I know she can feel it. I am praying for you.

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  5. Very beautiful poem. I keep reading it over and over. Thanks for sharing it.

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  6. Noah. It most certainly is great poetry. I can think of nothing more great than the love of a mother and father for their daughter, and you have expressed it beautifully. Thank you for putting it where we can see it...

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  7. Beautiful. I keep rereading it.

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  8. I enjoyed your poem. How precious you are! Praying.

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