LifeA Poem by HopeThis was written after a pro-choice/pro-life debate a friend of mine and myself hadThe very minute I was alive, my mother was scared When I was one, she barely know I was there But my Heavenly Father helped me, and gave me life When I was two, I knew there was a lot of growing left to do When after a month, she finally knew that I was alive I didn't know, let alone understand what was going on One minute there is some murmuring, the next there's yelling there is only one person helping me: My Father © 2008 HopeAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on November 5, 2008 Last Updated on November 9, 2008 AuthorHopeSomewhere MagnificentAboutMy name is Hope. Music and poetry have been my life since before I can remember. I can't tell you who I am, but I can only show you. What I can tell you is who I believe in. I believe that Jesus .. more..Writing
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