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Such Grace

I hold my baby in my arms and look upon his face, why have I, no reason why, been showered with such grace. This precious life, sleeping now, deep peace and oh so still, just watching him I'm filled so full, my love for him so real. It's then I break and softly weep, suprising me, a man's man, but even while it slowly flows I'm thankful that I can. Because you see, this precious child, the last of this man's eight, was cut from mother's womb one day, in unplanned twist of fate. Mom and babe so near had died and left me lone with brood, but grace instead was given me and lifted dark laid mood! So there it is, perhaps you see why tears drip down my face. For why have I, no reason why, been showered with such grace.

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Date: 8/23/2015 11:40:00 PM
HW Brian, I enjoyed reading your poem. Luv ~SKAT~
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Date: 6/15/2015 2:28:00 PM
This is an amazing poem. I would cry to that too, for that kind of grace. #7
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HighWave Brian
Date: 6/15/2015 8:57:00 PM
Thankyou njeri. The story is true but Jesus was there all the way though it was still a trial! I see you are a prolific poem writer, best wishes to you.
Date: 5/29/2015 6:33:00 PM
This is very beautiful and poignant, too. I really enjoyed it, thanks!
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Date: 6/2/2015 12:39:00 PM
Sorry I took so long to reply Laura, but thank you for your kind words and I'm glad you enjoyed it.