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Rated: E · Poetry · Family · #2212206
For her youngest sons, Jacob and Joseph, inspired by the Book of Mormon
Little one born in wilderness,
so serious, so young,

if I were not gray-haired and weary
I would rise and run with you,

fetch water from sweet river,
gather fruit from shining tree.

Instead I cradle, hold you close,
breathe in your boyish scent

of green things crushed by tumbling,
of warm earth plowed and planted.

With what sighing and what singing
I have left, I bless you down through ages,

little one in promised land,
so old behind your sober, searching eyes.

Related to the Come, Follow Me readings for February 3-9
Originally written for MoPoWriMo 2020

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