Nothing fell into my lap
No silver spoons here
Just a few cups of hard work
A heaping tablespoon of mothering
A pinch of resilience
and an abundance of grace
And all that I am
I owe to Him
Because He kept me in my ignorance
And washed me in His blood
For that I am
Forever
Grateful
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