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Bless our children

A mother's eye can see beyond
what no one else can see.
A mother's vision becomes clear
when her children become her dreams.
She struggles as she tries her best
to keep her children near.
And as her children go thru trials,
she'll wipe away their tears.
She'll fight, she'll war, she'll sacrifice
to meet her children's needs.
But the best thing that a mom can do
is fall down to her knees.
Despite a mother's love
which never has no end.
The father whom created them
will always be their friend.
But what about the children who have nobody there?
And every night they wonder why, nobody even cares?
Lord look at them with mercy
as you sit upon your throne.
And build a hedge of protection
so they'll never feel alone.
And if our children stray
unto a land that is unknown.
The father who gave up his life
will bring the prodigal home.

Isaiah 11:6
"The wolf will live with the lamb, the leopard will lie down with the goat, the calf and the lion and the yearling together; and a little child will lead them"

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  1. your writing is true artistry!

    I pray that God will continue to watch over those children who have lost their way and aren't as fortunate to have a Mother's love that they some day have the same riches your daughter's do. You are a great Mom & I'm really proud of how you have looked into your life and strive each day to be a better parent. Your girls are very lucky. God Bless them!

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  2. Amen! This is a season to pray for the children, I see intercession going all around for them. Praise God for your bridge of true prophetic poetry. God Bless you and your hands, may they be filled with the ink that flows from the heart onto your veins, flow flow flow. Hallelujah!

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