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A Father's Love


Your mother and I worked

like bee's making sweet honey to create you.

Though I didn't carry you for nine months, you have come from me

and from my seed you have blossomed.

Beautifully.

I have built you up

far too high to let any man

          tear

                 you

           down.

Because I love you.

With words of encouragement, I breathe life into you

so that whenever the enemy tries to tell you what you are not

you can tell them what you are.

 

Do not be discouraged.

I will lift you back up when you fall

and forgive you when you can't find the courage to forgive yourself.

Because I love you.

 

You are everything I've ever dreamed of and then some.

I thank God everyday for blessing me with you.

You are a work of art.

 

A masterpiece.

 

I am your protector, and I would give my life for you

Because I love you.

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