MY DAUGHTERS

And when He came to me,
He knew I wanted daughters,
God loves to pass out special gifts,
So then He gave me three.

One is shy and quiet,
The other two-------NO WAY,
But each as sweet as she can be,
Far more than I can say.

They each have many talents,
For God has blessed all three,
An as I see all that they do,
I’m as proud as I can be.

So girls, I pray you’ll not for get,
Your talents came from God,
And as you walk day after day,
You’ll watch the path you trod.

                                                                                         

AUTHOR: Margaret Shankland 1993