Born two days ago my new niece is peaceful and dainty like a small doll. Her perfect little peach skin is complimented by her pink little cheeks and her tiny little nose in a way that could only be on of God's creations. She is perfect, in a way only a child could be... and we wait to see what she will become as she grows up.
Born into a mess. That's what she has the luck of being. Born to a mom scared to be a mom. Born to a dad who doesn't know how to be an adult. Snide comments and power plays racked her little tiny entrance into this planet.
What will become of the child that God made? Will she grow to surpass them? Will they grow up because of her? She's like her own little axel... the world revolving around her hardly notices her, but in the end she is all that appears to be keeping them from spinning out into the nothingness.
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