I Heard God Whisper My Name

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    I Heard God Whisper My Name

     I was a baby yesterday
    Nursing at my mother's breast.
    Soft and warm
    I knew no harm.

    I was a child yesterday
    I ran. I played.
    I laughed. I loved.
    I cried.
    I fell.
    I got back up.

    I was a young woman yesterday.
    Like most young women
    I fell in love.
    Got married.
    Had a family.
    Babies at my breast.

    I was middle-aged yesterday.
    I had grown children.
    Grandchildren, great grandchildren too,
    Had come my way.

    I was an old woman yesterday.
    My health failing.
    I am in the way.
    A burden to those I raised
    I was placed in a 'Care-Home,'
    Left to wither and fade away.

    I died today.
    I heard God whisper my name.
    And loneliness finally let go of my hand.


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