He left her bitter and hurting ...
But, what he left behind ...
Made her live life again.
She spends her days loving his essence...
His little ones ...
In her arms they are happy ...
Loving them , she is happy.
Each day ...
When they want none but her ...
They rush to her for their needs ...
She feels whole once again.
Their tiny hands tugging at her dress...
Small eyes looking up to her ...
Scrambling onto her lap ...
A prized seat to tussle for ...
Yes, his essence is there ...
To keep her company ...
To make her day...
To remind her ...
He was there once ...
Her long wait of decades...
Fruituous to the core ...
This is what God had in mind ...
When he sent him to her door.
In nis little ones ...
She has found her World ...
Her happiness once again...
His essence ...
Swooning in her delight ...
She looks forth to the sweet sound ...
Of the tiny feet ....
Making their way into her heart...
And into her life each day.
There is a waft of wind ...
That warns her ...
They are coming ...
And she rushes out to greet His Essence.
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