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As The Word's Grow

Writing's And Poetry


Mother Hood



In the womb of mystery the children perform
The herald blast as each child's was born.

In the crevice of prophesy the clouds tie
Up to the heavens to God in the sky

Angels announce the spreading of the news so vast
God's mystery is a miracle now and in the past

But through it we have been blessed
With the gift of children as His best

So with blessings of mother hood He did proclaim
The love of our children for us to obtain.


Author
Rosemary Mc Lean
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Music is "Nights In White Satin"