This too will pass
This body of mine
While you are gone
I may not be fine
But when you return
It will be made well
And here while I wait
I can tell-
This is harder than it seems
This is not so complicated
I have seen it in my dreams
I have seen it is berated
As we suffer here on earth
Please forgive my spirit's dearth
Though it starves a little while
Yet in glory will it feed the mile.
2 comments:
You often write of no responses, i just wanted you to know that people read your blog.
Now I often refer to other things (other responses), but thank you. And who might this "you" be?
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