LARALYNN ROSE She came into the world Not in the usual way, But this thing does happen So what could one say? The sonogram revealed She was in a bad position, So Mommy had to go through A double C-section. This was a serious thing But Mommy was in good hands With skilled doctors, nurses, And many praying bands. Four doctors tended Mommy While Baby was put aside; No one noticed as yet She hadn't breathed or cried! Mercy! What was going on? Baby was in distress; One doctor came to the rescue All in commotion and unrest. The minutes ticked away Daddy felt scared and sick; Then Baby gave a loud wail Oh, the sound of sweet music! We watched her grow in the womb And loved her from the start; We could hardly wait to hold her Real close to our heart. Only six pounds six ounces On the day of her birth, Yet she's more precious than Tons of gold on this earth. Nineteen inches in length That's not too terribly long, Yet as time progresses She'd grow up big and strong. Full of sweetness and joy With a cute button nose She brought happiness to us, Precious Laralynn Rose. Oh, the miracle of birth Comes down from God above The Giver of all Life Who showers us with love. By His grace she'd be reared In the nurture of the Lord That she may live her life According to His Word. The Scripture plainly states: Children are God's heritage; May this precious child grow up To reflect His pure image. With His Loving Presence May she always be graced; With His Everlasting Arms May she always be embraced. May His Name be ever praised With a loud and joyful noise; For His goodness and mercy Let's rejoice! Rejoice! Rejoice! Copyrighted © Grandma Lydia Haga 2007