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I smile down at the child
I hold in my arms
My finger clasped tightly
By his tiny palms

A bundle of joy,
A precious new life
Who knows nothing of war,
Pain or strife

He’s someone to cherish
To love and hold dear
To teach all I know
To nurture and rear

A gift from God
A pure little soul
By whom I am blessed
And my heart is made whole
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