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flight of the butterfly, rising free

Too Cold

There was a chill in the air
That early September morning
Curtis increased his speed
Just a step

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Scared

"She fills my whole world," he told his mother, Jan.
"She’s my beginning, middle, and ending." 
Logan couldn’t contain his enthusiastic joy;
It shone very clearly in his expression.

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Child Divine

March 2

Your freedom floods
This child’s heart
Forever alive
From the very start

Grace pervades
Where love is born
Child of wonder
Your light adorn

Seeking all
One in Christ’s mind
Heaven’s glory
In a child divine