Here it is -
God sends rain
Straight from the sky
To nourish the young flower
and it grows.
Sometimes—
God sends rain from the sky
To the mountaintops,
Then over hills and through valleys
Until it reaches the flower
and it grows, just the same.
Sometimes—
God sends a child
Straight from His realm
Into a mother’s arms
and love grows.
Sometimes—
God sends a child
From heaven to another’s arms,
Then over hills and through valleys
Until he reaches the arms of his mother
and love grows, just the same.
Our thoughts: We love how simple and tender this poem is. Just as water sometimes winds around the mountains in order to nourish the flower, sometimes children go through different arms to get where they need to be. The end result is the same, love grows and happiness abounds...for all parties involved. We are excited for the day when we are able to meet the birth parents that will be an answer to our prayers for Caden to be a big brother and for us to be able to raise another child in our family.
Our thoughts: We love how simple and tender this poem is. Just as water sometimes winds around the mountains in order to nourish the flower, sometimes children go through different arms to get where they need to be. The end result is the same, love grows and happiness abounds...for all parties involved. We are excited for the day when we are able to meet the birth parents that will be an answer to our prayers for Caden to be a big brother and for us to be able to raise another child in our family.
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