A Tiny Heartbeat
I was playing with our daughter tonight,
and I leaned over and listened to her little heart beat -
it was quieter than her breaths,
and softer than her thumping feet;
but, oh, what a joy!
oh, what hand divine!
could make not only big hearts but tiny ones,
with one word, in a moment of time!
and I leaned over and listened to her little heart beat -
it was quieter than her breaths,
and softer than her thumping feet;
but, oh, what a joy!
oh, what hand divine!
could make not only big hearts but tiny ones,
with one word, in a moment of time!
1 Comments:
Amen and amen.
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