I saw all of your babies today, or it felt like it...
How did you make everyone so different? your bottomless creativity astounds me.
I saw them looking down at the ground with no hope in their eyes.
I saw them drawing all over the side walk with chalk.
I saw them with their faces all painted so perfect.
I saw them speaking in different tongues.
I saw them basking in the gift of the day, in the gift of the sun.
I saw them taking risks...walking into traffic when the sign says wait.
I saw them consuming much to ease their pain.
I saw them. I saw so many. I saw so much uniqueness.
How does your love not run dry? How does your patience not grow thin?
Lord have mercy, for we know not what we do.
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