As I look upon my daughter
Blinded as I am by love
I think about the One
Who looks upon me from above
Every speck of her is sacred
That’s the truth of what I see
Though I’m full of fault and failings
Is that what You see in me?
As I look upon my daughter
Blinded as I am by love
I think about the One
Who looks upon me from above
Every speck of her is sacred
That’s the truth of what I see
Though I’m full of fault and failings
Is that what You see in me?
such a beautiful poem!
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