Soul At Risk
Each new baby, at the moment of birth,
is weighed, measured, and gauged for worth.
Grandparents, their happiness cannot hide,
while parents beam and swell with pride.
Our Father sanctions each new creation,
smiling at the joy, joining the celebration.
Lucifer, also, smiles and claps with glee,
chortles with evil intent, This one's for me.
Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014
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