There Is Something
March 26, 2004 There is something beautiful in those eyes I see,So moist and blue.
They tell me of a time when limbs cooperated in the dance,
Fluid and true.
When youth had its own heaviness.
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There is something wonderful in that soft curve of cheek,
So warm and new.
As I rock you off to sleep,
Like your brother before you.
Your nose more freckled,
His more fair.
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There is something endearing in that manner of expression,
So incredulous with eyes fluttering wide.
I love the way you make everything I say
Seem so interesting.
The way you turn my children
Into beautiful points of pride.
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I know why God calls us a family.
While Jesus was still talking to the crowd, his mother and brothers stood outside, wanting to speak to him. Someone told him, "Your mother and brothers are standing outside, wanting to speak to you." He replied to him, "Who is my mother, and who are my brothers?" Pointing to his disciples, he said, "Here are my mother and my brothers. For whoever does the will of my Father in heaven is my brother and sister and mother." Matthew 12:46-50
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