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"The
Gift"
A
child, a precious gift sent from above,
given no questions for us to love.
And if that child be imperfect,
what are we to do then.
But love, nurture, and protect until the very end.
A challenge great, some may hesitate.
Doubting there mere mortal strength,
to go the distance what ever the length.
We must have faith above and beyond
our human endurance to carry on.
His
love shines upon us all,
Author:
"Kayla Somerlot"
A writer at Spyder's
Poetry Empire®
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