She Is...Ari Hope

A poem I dedicated to my daughter, Ari Hope...she doesn't even know how much her existence proves my ABBA's love for me even to this day...4/4/2019
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And I will remember my covenant, which is between me and you and every living creature of all flesh; and the waters shall no more become a flood to destroy all flesh...Genesis 9

She is the hope of her mother,
An embodiment of priceless lore foretold by forefathers and mothers,
That she might exist to be yet another witness to His splendor and glory.
She's here to tell the story, her story, and send us faith from the beyond that we shall overcome,
No longer do I have to weep for the Lion of the tribe of Judah has overcome the wicked of this world,
As in heaven so below,
He places a reign of bows, names written in skylines, a shift in the atmospheric
Signs and times,
Mayday is her day, to crack the skies wide open,
With gift bearing tokens of love from the Father,
Our Father, which art in heaven,
"Thank you" can't conceive the amount of gratitude,
"You're worthy" is not suffice,
For your lovingkindness towards me,
For giving me back,
My baby...💜💜💜🌈🌈🌈

Dedicated to Ari Hope
I can't wait to see my double rainbow again...