The woman you've become,
Draws love from my heart;
Pride swells me up,
Though God gave you your start.

 

You're strong and independent,
You're also loving and caring;
You're always there for others,
And can even be daring.

 

Into a woman of faith,
You have grown so very well;
Of your savior, the Lord,
I've often heard you tell.

 

From my heart a song grows,
Telling of your forgiveness and love;
And for bringing you to me,
I thank the Lord above.

Into this world children you've brought,
And someday you will understand;
How love for you can only grow,
For daughters that are oh, so grand.

So, from my heart comes gratitude,
Thank you for being you;
And, thank you, Lord above,
For daughters who keep Your love new.

~Sandra Oidtman~

© January 2008