Sunday, July 6, 2014

A mother prays

I thank you, God, that I have known
 A child's moist hand within my own,
 And that my ears have heard the ring
 Of tuneless songs that children sing.
 I thank you for the warm delight
Of children's nearness in the night,
 And for the unimagined bliss
Of healing heartbreak with a kiss.


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