August 12, 2009
Tiny hands and tiny feet knit together, pieces of each soul woven through.
A beautiful creation loved from the first tiny beat.
So close to your heart, yet beyond reach of any human healing.
Prayers lifted as tears stream down faces of expecting family and friends.
He is listening.
Only a miracle.
Time moves, each tiny heart beat further from life.
He is listening.

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