Blessed Bundles

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She cradled her child

In her well-rounded arms

Nevr giong to

Let go

Her worries, her fears

All fade away

When her mind goes back

To the bundles

Alone and afraid

Her child will never be

For she holds him close

To her

Curls of chocolate

Clouds of storm

Charming you will


Quiet now

Let imagination rest

As you gently go

To sleep

Across the skies

The moon shines down

She swears to protect

The child

Blessed be, dear child

And always know

A blessing is what

You are

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