Her Tiny Face
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It was Sunday the day
was cold
she came to my door
as I was told
needed a mother to
take care
like running a brush
through her hair
looking at her tiny face
I asked God give me
grace
help me today is all I ask
make a decision for this
task
my spirit guide showed me
the way
With his advice prepared
the day
as I touched her tiny face
face
I felt God giving me grace
her name is in my family tree
this little girl means the
world to me.
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