Fragile Dreams

Fragile Dreams

(Isaiah 54:1-7)

I dream…

Of soft pink blankets with teddy bear tops,

chubby fingers,

animal crackers,

footie pajamas and blocks-

Of wide floor palates with oodles of toys,

Ballet shoes for a girl,

Rubber boots for a boy-

Of long afternoons in a cozy rocking chair,

and knowing that he’d never sleep

without me sitting there-

Of seeing her first baby doll be put down for a nap,

and knowing that she’d learned the trade

from lessons in my lap-

I long to see those teary eyes

and outstretched arms--for me!

When others could not quiet him,

or comfort her to sleep-

But yes, I know this gift would mean

much worry and much testing,

For weepy babes keep Mom awake

without much time for resting-

Still, my heart aches yet to hold

a bundle of my own,

And clutter up with baby stuff

a house we’d make our home-

So Lord, prepare me for the day

this call may be for me,

Remind me always, Lord, they’re Yours;

I’ll let them go to Thee-

I’ll pray one day they’ll meet Your Son

and pledge their hearts to You-

And I hope their future Daddy

now is praying for them, too…