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The Sleeping Child

by Jeff Bidiman © 2009

Silently she sleeps.
Softly breathing.
Sweetly dreaming.

I wonder what goes on in there;
Beneath the layers of her hair.
To her, the world is still so new;
What does she see in her slumbering view?
What occupies her resting eyes
Beneath the flaxen layers of her hair?

Does she sense her father's smile,
Or see her mother's seemly style?
Maybe, in that place of restful grace,
She welcomes the Lord's embrace.
How wonderful that dream would be;
To see Him smiling down at me.

Silently, she sleeps.

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