VICTIMS OF ABORTION SPEAK OUT
THE VOICE OF EXPERIENCE
"THERE IN NO SIN SO GREAT THAT GOD CANNOT FORGIVE NOR
WOUND SO DEEP THAT HIS LOVE CANNOT HEAL"
THE DREAM
by Eva Marie Stover

I journeyed into a peaceful valley with laughter, singing and such delight.
It seemed I'd been traveling all the day long, yet still no darkness; only light.
I see children playing.  I hear music playing.  There lamb and lion graze side-by-side.
Yet no fear nor anguished faces, there no traces did I spy.
Where was I?  Streets of gold.  I've seen the young, now where's the old?
All healthy bodies, no one crying.  Singing, shouting all the day long.
Is it real or will I wake up?  For now my heart sings right along.
ABORTION-RELATED POETRY FROM THE HEART
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"Blessed be the GOD and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and the GOD of all comfort, Who comforts us in all our affictions so
that we may be able to comfort those, who are in any affliction with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted of GOD" 
- II Corinthians 1:3-4