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There's Not A Single Inch Of Our Whole Body...

Photo of Anne Porter
Susanna by Anne Porter 
Nobody in the hospital 
Could tell the age
Of the old woman who 
Was called Susanna 
I knew she spoke some English 
And that she was an immigrant 
Out of a little country trampled by armies 
Because she had no visitors I would stop by to see her 
But she was always sleeping 
All I could do was to get out her comb 
And carefully untangle the tangles in her hair
One day I was beside her when she woke up
Opening small dark eyes of a surprising clearness she looked at me and said 
You want to know the truth? I answered Yes  
She said it's something that My mother told me 
There's not a single inch of our whole body that the Lord does not love  
She then went back to sleep.


TAB said…
Sweet poem. Sweet pic of Tasha Tudor.
Olivia Arlene said…
So sweet! *wipes away tear*
What an "embracing" thought! I needed that.
OyaSophia said…
This is such a sweet story. I am praying for you and Mike. God will provide.


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