So, we thought we would start with the youngest. We also thought some background on her would be nice. Hannah is our special angel and this is her poem. It was written just for her when she was only 3 months and who knew just how true it would be. I guess mom did as she wrote it, enjoy!
Dear God Why?
Dear God,
It is me Hannah Emily with a few questions why?
Why do I have a birthmark from head to toe?
Why does one leg grow much bigger?
I limp you know.
Why do other kids look at me strange?
Why do I know life is tough before I am grown?
Dear God WHY?
Dear Hannah Emily,
It is me, God! I have no answers to your questions.
Just a few Why's of my own.
Why does your smile fill your mommy's heart with joy?
Why does your daddy love your laugh so?
Why does your sister kiss your checks?
Why does your bubbe play with your feet?
The answer is simple, the answer is clear.
Dear Hammah Emily, they love you, my dear.
WE DO! WE DO! WE DO!
