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Dec 2010
There are certain times in life
and hurtful situations,
that harden hearts; diminish hope;
create self-condemnation.

Obscured by images unkind
and relationships impure,
my spirit fell to depths unknown:
troubled, sad, in fear.

As I watched the flame of my heart diffuse
and avert to a darkened hue,
God whispered softly to my soul
and then He gave me you.

Once again I know I'm special,
deserving of such grace
I'm reminded of His special gift...

each time I see your face.
LoriJean Vance Copyright 07.28.97
Lori Jean
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