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Sacred Are Our Children.

A miracle is created by love, between a man and a woman,
A woman blooms in beauty,
A new life developed,
A pair becomes one,
One and one make three,
Three hearts beat as little feet learn the rhythm,
A baby grows week by week,
Month by month,
Mother’s feels every move,
The fathers hand held upon his wife’s stomachs,

He connects to every move the baby makes,
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Meggie Gultiano 17 August 2007

great presentation from end to end..i love the way you present life's cycle, Osceola. There is really a miracle from a Great hand...molding us into His great plan...wise words and i thank you for this.. love and hugs, Meggie

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Raveendran . 16 August 2007

Gracious presentation. The 'wheel of medicine', superb metaphor, the cycle of birth and death and rebirth.

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