>Emily

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Emily
Three steps for one of mine
She pitters and patters around me.
She is and I see my insides…
A pit pat little kid.
She and I hope someone is watching.
The child inside us twinkles a little star.
I held her hand at the long end of my heart.
The inside child dances on a picnic table
with no fear of edges.
The catching arms are ready.
Oh, she is, because she knows we
are. Watching.
We are witnesses to her little life like God is to ours.
                        
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3 thoughts on “>Emily

  1. >This was lovely. The last lines just tug a heart. It brought back memories of walking with my three when they were little…there was magic in the walks.

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