An Ode to Saraa Ann Misheel

An Ode to Saraa Ann Misheel

January 6, 2009

Today is Epiphany, the Festival of Lights;

Today you were born and made my family right.

Sorry, I was not present, to see you come into the world;

But let it be known, that you are Papa's little girl.

We have waited for you a long, long while;

You are the essence of beauty, the one who makes everyone smile.

You are a gift from heaven and the Father above;
You are filled with godliness, grace, and His precious love.

You play a major part in the Abdelaziz clan;

No wonder they named you Saraa Ann.

I hear you are lovely and born with such charm;

I can't wait to kiss your little face and hold you in my arms.

I can envision your laugh and your cute little giggle;

I can't wait to hear your coo and see your little wiggle.

Princesses, there have always been three;

Now there is another who holds the key.

The princesses three there will be no more;

My newest little princess makes it four.

May God cuddle you close to His loving chest,

Especially as you lay warm on your mother's breast.

I know there is a call on our little girl;

I have no doubt that you will impact your world.

So, I pray this simple little prayer over your precious life.

May you be a peace maker and help end the strife,

May the hand of God rest upon you,

May the blessings of God not be a few,

May the mercies of God be yours everyday,

May the miracles of God be your normal way,

May you know Jesus as a young, young girl,

May you live and walk in a Spirit-filled world,

May the anointing of God never, never cease,

As you constantly live in our Father's peace.

I love you,

Papa