A Baby Hand



There is a baby hand

Who doesn’t care

Who I’ve been today


She holds me

I cradle her

As she nurses against my heart


Her mind recalls the lessons

And eyelids grow heavy with knowledge


She is teacher

I can’t keep up


My prayer is another tomorrow.


::today’s daily inspiration::

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