Again
He sighs
And comforts our very soul.
His eyes
Reveal our every goal.
Then he testifies
And now we really know. Again.
Scott L. Vanatter, 30 September 2010 (This poem, in honor of Cade, can be read in at least a couple ways. First, when we encounter him -- taking care of him when he is 4 weeks, or 4 months old, etc. Second is when he is forty or fifty years old – when he might be caring for us.)
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