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Saturday, August 27, 2011

The World Unknown

Faltering lullabies fill this dark room
As I surrender her to the world unknown,
Cradling her until Peter delivers cherub’s wings
To this child who shares my lifeblood.
I cling to my fragile faith,
Struggling to recall verses Grandma read,
The sermons in that tiny country church,
Any comfort memory might hold.
My only means of survival,
The assurance of one day
Meeting an angel with my eyes.

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