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@ Poetstry
2025-06-13 09:00:05
Tiny shoes by #Icons stand,
Prayers whispered, hand in hand.
Fears I bury, hopes take flight,
Bathed in altar’s golden light.
Each small face, a sacred trust,
Lest world’s sharp edge turn to dust
Innocence, a fragile bloom,
Guiding them from darkened room.
Teach them love, and teach them grace,
#Virtue etched upon each face.
Though shadows fall and trials sting,
Of Christ’s great love, I’ll always sing.
My heart, a vessel, cracked and worn,
Yet filled with faith each blessed morn.
Servants all, in God’s design,
Their little lights, forever shine.
#OrthodoxDad #raisingkids