The Blue Jacket
In the chill of March today,
she walked with careful feet.
Her father was some steps ahead,
and her puppy with his treat.
Her jacket was in baby blue,
with buttons large and small.
The sweetest smile upon her face,
not fearful of a fall.
It only took a moment,
of witnessing that love.
To recognize Creation's arms,
the Spirit like a dove.
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