The Miracle of Grace

Years ago today
I was born
Crying and squirming?
No.
Silent and left to myself
Assumed to be a closed case,
No attention was on me-
It was important that my mother lived
Grey and still, that was me
Until He touched me
And I stirred
Because He said I wouldn’t die
And silently, I watched
Perhaps willing her to live
For both of us to live
Grace, they said it was
Grace, I am

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