Growing up in a loving family of seven—
church on Sundays,
bare feet running wild,
sharing a tricycle with three—
double the fun, one standing behind the seat.
Dreaming of white dresses and Prince Charming,
following my dreams,
praying in church
to a God so giving.
Marveling at trees, sunrises, sunsets,
the deep blue sea—
His touch lingering in the beauty of life,
painting a picture so...
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