A Mother cradles Life in weary arms...
Our Bond of Love Begins.
the warm breath of a single whisper speaks a
Word of truth...
We hear our name.
Round cheeks are bathed in the Holy rain of
loving tears...
We are washed clean.
The soft hum of a sacred lullaby quietly fills the
emptiness of confusion...
We find our way.
The bond can never be broken and we will never
be the same.

Prayer: Rev. Paul J. Keller, CMF.

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