I was born with nothing…
Yet someone,
Saw me as a blessing.
Protecting me from defeat,
They gave me clothes to wear;
Shared to me their shelter,
With good food to eat.
They let me grow,
In their loving arms;
They draw color,
To my personal values...
Yet, the greatest gift,
Is the gift of faith;
To our Lord Jesus,
Who died on the cross.
I am not yet complete…
As some places,
Still have open spaces.
