Lord bless the child
Formed in the womb in tune with the water to comfort like tears falling in gallons and seas filling to their peak
Bless the child
Entering through a narrow gate which equates with another we must enter hence we must touch six feet before we reach the other
God bless this child
Knowledge
Wisdom
Understanding
Discerning
Accepting
History must not repeat itself but be written on our time, our experiences and our acceptances of the good to bring forth prosperous fruit for when the bad arrives
We must embrace the child
For it is ours
It is our life.
b.poetic
True
