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Five weeks of no arms
to hold me
tight,
When my eyes first saw
the sun's day
light,
Always arms held me
with all their
might.
What comfort knowing
I never left
His sight.
Deuteronomy 33:27
Psalms 68:19-20
*I was born 5 weeks pre-
maturely, and placed in-
side an incubator with
gloved hand holes on each
side. The warmth of human
hands I did not know for
quite some time. |
