The strength of Jesus
Ties their hearts;
She sits by the gates of Heaven;
She sits by the weak and the lost;
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the quiet one....
the innocent one..
five years old
posing for a picture
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There's a little mouse in the house
At the wild and wooly hill upon the scape;
There's a tiny bird flying round
As I sleep...and wake...sleep...and wake;
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The spirit of adoption enters us..
Our hearts
Bound together like glue
Holds fast and we see
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We hunted worms in the black of night
After a rain;
Sort of what the Spanish do.
They look for snails in the morning after a rain
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In the quiet warm,
I see you squatting
In the mud puddle which
Clouds and rain and dirt had created.
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Lesa,
Your small thin body
Of three years old
Reminds me of when I was young:
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We would sit on the porch
Watching the lighning
Light the whole sky;
Seeing the streak of light;
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She kept drifting
Dreaming when awake;
Too worn out to stay awake anymore...
Wanting to talk
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This trashy palace
Is a dedication of my
Ingenious creativity.
My only freedom I know of
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