Thursday, September 2, 2010


I held her a little while ago
Sun-kissed and sleepy
Her eyes have closed
And what she whispered
Only heaven knows
As I quietly turned to go…..
……. when I tiptoed to the door
I heard her sleepy voice once more
The sweetest words she said to me
“Oh mommy, won’t you pray with me?”
And in the silent evening
I think I heard the angels sing

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Janet Martin

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