Saturday, May 7, 2011


To My Child

You are the trip I did not take, you are the pearls I could not buy,

You are my blue Italian lake, you are my piece of foreign sky.

You are my Honolulu moon, you are the book I did not write,

You are my heart's unuttered tune, you are a candle in my night.

You are the flower beneath the snow, in my dark sky a bit of blue,

Answering disappointment's blow with "I am happy! I have you!"

— Anne Campbell


Diann R. said...

What a great poem for mothers. Thanks for sharing!

Heather@Women in the Scriptures said...

I love this poem! Thanks for your comment on my blog. It is nice to meet you!

Karen said...

This is beautiful, I love it!