(original artwork & poem © Pinke Spencer, used with permission.)

She swung so high
She nearly touched the sky -
Birds of the air
Built a nest in her hair!

Until one day
The limb gave way,
And she tumbled down,
All the way to the ground...

Then God patched her wing,
She built a new swing,
And now she looks for the good
That each new day will bring!

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And this is just a reminder that
God is always there looking out for us!