21. Growth

Autumn Child

Across the field of tender sleep
I heard two whispered voices speak
Of one whose radiant autumn smile
They always will remember,

Within the hurried sands of time
This child will sweep a gentle climb
And shape the world she came into
That sweet day in November.

Then the voices turned away
And left a breeze as if to say,

My precious angel, never fear
But trust that love is boundless here.

© 2006, Levi Hill

Day 21 Guide

Today, consider your future. Think of how you might live. Think of the lives that you might touch with your words and your smile.  

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