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Then I Know...A Hublet

Updated on January 23, 2011

A Child Stirs

and softly cries

Gently lifting the warm softness in my arms

I sit to rock her back to sleep

Her cheek rests against my shoulder

Her head nestling in the hollow of my cheek

I can feel her soft hair gently brushing against it

After a time, her breathing slows, a sigh escapes her lip and

she returns to the sleep only the untroubled soul of children can have

It is then

In the dark of night

a warm child sleeping in my arms

That I lean my head back

Hold on tight

Smile and know

There is a God


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    • James A Watkins profile image

      James A Watkins 5 years ago from Chicago

      Your poem is a thing of beauty. Thank you for sharing your creative gift with us. It is very good.

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      mulberry1 6 years ago

      Beautiful poem! I never had children, but I remember when my nephew was born, and I went to visit my sister. I held him as he slept. After returning home, I can remember that for months, I would find myself thinking how badly I wanted to hold him again...that thinks would be all right if I could do so. So peaceful!

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      Wealthmadehealthy 6 years ago from Somewhere in the Lone Star State

      Take a look at for the child in all of us on my profile. You and your entire family will just love this....Many blessings my friend....many blessings....

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      reddog1027 6 years ago from Atlanta, GA

      WMH thank you for your kind words. My family is my strength.

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      Wealthmadehealthy 6 years ago from Somewhere in the Lone Star State

      There is most definitely a God reddog1027 He is lying in your arms. We must become again as children in innocence to Hear His Voice....you have heard it many times. Many blessings to you and your family now and forever as you read my reply to your beautiful words....