Sometimes a child is born,
and life starts out unfair.
A body filled with sickness,
and nobody home to care.
But God is always watching,
and caring for his child.
For the little ones you see,
He doesn't take things mild.
He sent the child to a home,
and planted love inside.
Slowly he seemed to find a way,
for his feelings not to hide.
Healing happened slowly,
but surely did take place.
For inside wounds are far more sad,
and calls for God's good grace.
By: Regina Holsted
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