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A Lamb

  • Joanne Benedetto
  • Dec 24, 2025
  • 1 min read

A lamb as innocent as it is pure

A burst of air and through an open door

Emerging from sweet pastures of a dream

And surging forth upon a rapid stream

The lamb to clothe with these I give to you

Praying that what I promised will come true

For you to sing by heart the songs you know

The ones I sang to you so long ago

When I slept lightly by your little bed

My milk flowed as my fingers brushed your head

Together this way we fell fast asleep

The circle of my arms for you to keep.

Now you’ve opened the gate to your own nest

Take comfort in my heart where you can rest.

 
 
 

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