E Every day, around the world,
M My granddaughter's name is heard;
M Many prayer warriors pray for her,
A And I know GOD hears each word; yet
J Just when hope had ebbed a bit,
A And Baby Emma's breathing still was strained;
N Nine o'clock came on March the 5th,
A And blessings showered down like rain, for
E Emma breathed on her own - without a vent or pain!
S She was surrounded by so many prayers,
T To God, whom we knew was there, and
E Emma continued on her own, so
W We knew God supplied the air;
A As the good news raced around the world,
R Rejoicing people smiled with ease; for
T They saw, that with God's help, Emma breathes!
Thank you Nana for the BEAUTIFUL Poem!