When God chose me to be your Mommy he took his sweet precious time. He took you from his heaven's dust and gently blew you from his palm to mine. I opened up my hand and caught you, gently did you arrive. I closed my eyes to say a prayer for you, my little Avery-baby dear. 
         I than blew you back to your creator standing above me: basking in great joy. he smiled down upon, beaming ear to ear, Oh the glory.  
         My Heavenly Father than spoke to me... My Dear child are you ready? Ready to bare the fruits of this labor? Your child shall come and he shall lead you.  
         My Father's eyes sparkled with childlike innoncence the same as in my soul. I bless this child than God touched my belly and in you went a miraculous glow heaven sent.
         My Father said to me, Dear child I give you my child to carry for a while to borrow not keep. Never knowing the tears I later would weep.
         Grow him, love him and give him a name but his place is in Heaven, a kingdom awaits. He will be my angel on his own special cloud. My dear sweet child rest assure, Avery is safe and happy in God's house.  
                                                                       Love your Mommy, 
                                                                          Melinda Renee Coston
                                                       Avery Josiah Coston Feb. 7th 2012