- from her days filled with
smiles adoring the might
of a man of love at his house.
The flickering candle a shy
witness to her passion;
no, she will never take no
for an answer; it's her womb praying.
And the baby gets the cheers
from the gathered lot at noon
to revel in the most glorified
sacrifice ever by a man.
Lord, the rebel gets the lauds,
his presence here as gift
for the dearest on her day,
rewarded with claps; wow!
Made possible by her hails
with beads to one virgin
and her smiling son in pain;
divine, blessed you are mama!
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