Kate Buxbaum Prado

It only takes one ray of light,
when life can be so cold...
To touch and warm another's heart,
or save a shivering soul.
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How heavy is the armor you must carry,
to cover up the hidden wounds inside?
Your eyes tell all I need to know about you,
and of the many tears you have cried.
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We come together sisters of the human race.
Each of a different color, age and place.
Taking time to weave in words,
a quilt of comfort for our own.
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One small coal left unattended
in a forest rich and green,
spreads quickly burning all before it...
leaving only desolation to be seen.
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God must have placed a piece of His own heart,
inside each little pet He sends from above.
For unforgiveness and envy they know not,
but only of His unconditional love.
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Soft fluttering of wings,
their transparent figures standing
on the edge of endless time called eternity,
sleep neither day or night as heavenly guards,
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There are no words upon the earth,
that can tell of the joy
of a baby's birth.
These miracles sent from heaven above,
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Your touch so far from mine,
I stop to say word
to keep you safe within God's care.
Distance holds no separation
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