We Are All and Christ is All in All

A Poem for Women

Mary Hood

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An infant finds her hands and reaches toward the sky
A toddler finds her voice and every word is why

The adolescent finds her feelings and cries, laughs and aches
The teen finds her liberty and exhibits her mistakes

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Mary Hood

Born twice, I die daily. Serious about Jesus. What I write you may not want to read. Okay. I write what I believe and what I learn from others, just like you.