First poem

September First

September first is a beautiful day
Joelle came out on time I pray
With big brown eyes so clear and bright

And her little hands clenching so tight

She kicked and wiggle all of the time

But sleep like an angel looking just nice

Snuggling up in mummy's embrace

Feeding with happiness on her face

We pray for her future whatever it may hold

That her faith will guard, guide and mould

Be with her all the way, oh Lord we pray

And guide her through life's passageway

A family so special, united together

We thank you Lord

For Dave, Angie and Jo!