Dear God, we love you.
We're glad you know too:
we are but dirt, few
Elements go to
make us from your dust,
as well as your breath
which grows in us trust,
& saves us from death.
Please smile ('stead of frown)
on Hanni, as she
feels down in that town.
Help her better see.
Amen.
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