This is a beautiful poem. There is an appeal from a Zimbabwean couple at
the bottom, not asking for anything more than that you hand
the poem on.
The husband wrote the poem.
TO MY CHILD
Just for this morning,
I am going to smile when I see your face and laugh when I feel like
crying.
Just for this morning,
I
will let you choose what you want to wear, and smile and say how perfect it is.
Just for this morning,
I am going to step over the laundry and pick you up and take you to thepark to play.
Just for this morning,
I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you teach me how to put
that puzzle of yours together.
Just for this afternoon,
I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off, and sit with you
in the backyard and blow bubbles.
Just for this afternoon,
I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you scream and whine
for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you one if he comes
by.
Just for this afternoon,
I won't worry about what you are going to be when you grow up, or second
guess every decision I have made where you are concerned.
Just for this afternoon,
I will let you help me bake cookies, and I won't stand over you trying
to fix them.
Just for this afternoon,
I will take us to McDonald's and buy us both a Happy Meal so you can
have both toys.
Just for this evening,
I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story about how you were born
and how much I love you.
Just for this evening,
I will let you splash in the tub and not get angry.
Just for this evening,
I will let you stay up late while we sit on the porch and count all the stars.
Just for this evening,
I will snuggle beside you for hours, and miss my favourite TV shows.
Just for this evening
when I run my finger through your hair as you pray, I will
simply be
grateful that God has given me the greatest gift ever given.
I
will think about the mothers and fathers who are searching for their
missing children, the mothers and fathers who are visiting
their
children's graves instead of their bedrooms, and mothers and
fathers who are
in hospital rooms watching their children suffer senselessly
and screaming
inside that they can't handle it anymore.
And when I kiss you goodnight I will hold you a little tighter, a little
longer.
It
is then, that I will thank God for you, and ask him for nothing, except
one more day.............
Hi! I am a 29-year-old father. Me and my wife have had a wonderful life
together. God blessed us with a child too.
Our daughters name is Rachel and she is 10 years old.
Not long ago did the doctors detect brain cancer in her little body.
There is only one way to save her and that is an operation.
Sadly we don't have the money for the operation. AOL and Zdnet (in
The only way they can help is this:
If you send this email to other people AOL will track this email and
count how many people get it. Every person that opens this
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sends it to at least 3 people will give us 32c. (in
Please help us. George Arlington
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