Thursday, August 9, 2007
A POEM FOR MARY
What would be of heaven's joys, if it were not, for baby boys? For what reason would, the angel's sing, their lullabies, and flap their wings? Who would make the elders smile, and keep them happy, all the while? For all of heaven, children dance, It's no mistake, or mearly chance, Only the chosen,...
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