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Ps. 127:3 "Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.
4 As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth.
5 Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate."


"Until they're grown",
For years has been my cry;
God, in His infinite mercy,
My wish, did not awry.

For this I am so thankful,
The years He gave to me;
The fruit of my labor,
I've lived to see it be.

A family with its struggles,
"Waltons" we were not;
But something far much better,
For which we all have sought.

Reality was always,
God's purpose and His plan;
The truth we sought and found it,
And, my, it is so grand!

A mate who always loved me,
Through thick and through thin;
Children are an extension,
Our lives begin again.

Grandchildren are a blessing,
The fun and all the joy;
A second chance for us,
Years' wisdom to employ.

Truly God's blessing on us,
Truly, His love is felt;
Life's little lessons changing,
Family and love remain!

Aimee Love

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