He knew her first.
And said, she'd cradle and nurse;
her off spring.
And teach them many things.
Lessons:
Through fears and tears.
Pride and times of less serious matters.
Quiet storms and strong forms
Of Beauty transcending smiles.
Her eyes told no lies.
Bold in our lives.
She'd leave an imprint.
She was truly God sent.
As she watches us grow old, we will be at peace.
Our lives will increase.
Her heavenly arms, she will embrace us.
She first held us.
He knew her first.
He chose her.
And forever loving her,
Your children,
Grand-children,
And Great-grand children.
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