Wednesday, October 13, 2010

There is an Empty Room

There is an empty room
In which no child sleeps;
Just a rocking chair, a teddy bear,
The baby clothes that keep.
It is a quiet room
With everything in place;
But no happy sights or lullabies,
No child in their embrace.
There is an empty crib
In the corner, tucked away;
The gentle light of the moon shine bright
As they kneel by the crib to pray...
"Remove all bitter thoughts,
Your will is what we seek.
Dry our tears and calm our fears,
Lift us up, for we are weak."

There is an empty room
In which no child sleeps.
But they know the love of a Father above,
And His promises He keeps.

by Stephanie Garcia

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