Poem September 29, 1962 ISSUE

RELEASE

Abigail Joss

Beloved child, beneath His wing,Beyond my mortal mothering,May I have grace to see you soAnd only what God knows, to know.

Oh, let me loose you from the bandsThat sense has forged from false demands,My finite fear, desire, design,With which I'd bend your will to mine.

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