Oh Greta, Dear Greta
O Greta, dear Greta of Huskey Mountain Road,
If I loved you more, my heart would explode.
It has been a blessing to know you this year,
To watch you grow bigger and ever more dear.
I can’t hold a candle to love that is true,
A love that would die for both me and for you.
The universe expands; it never contracts;
That’s God making room for the love he enacts,
And all the small children whom He calls His own,
He calls them by name, before they have grown.
For all else is rubbish, yes, all else debris,
Compared to the knowledge that Christ’s calling me.
And so, my dear Greta, I fervently pray
The gift of salvation is coming your way.
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(a birthday card inscription on the occasion of Greta’s 2nd birthday - found in a file on the computer - she just turned 3...)
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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