Little Hands

(Recently a wonderful young woman shared this poem with me. Her drawing touched my heart. I would like to share her words and art with you today.)

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Little hands and little feet
God’s creation simple ‘n sweet.

Beautiful children under His care
Specifically created – every last hair

Harm should never come to one so small
But who would have guessed, he’d never grow tall.

He was an inconvenience.
He was an embarrassment.

He was a hindrance.
They disregarded his brilliance.

He was torn from the womb.
Without a second glance.

He had no choice.
He gets no second chance.
~
(drawing and words by Miranda L., 2014)

12 Comments on “Little Hands

  1. This connects with me deeply. Precious, precious little ones. Precious, precious moms trying to escape. And a good deal of lies and misinformation surrounds it all. Heartbreaking. Redeemable, still. ❤

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  2. Such a horrible evil is abortion. One God cannot dismiss. I love the perspective of the poem, from that of the infant. Yes – it is a baby! Thanks Heidi

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