Aug 2019
I speak my words to you so sure,
Lovingly,
Lovingly.
Heart’s intent so true and pure,
Lovingly,
Lovingly.
Your loving words come back to me,
Joyfully,
Joyfully.
Bring righteous magic that sets me free,
Joyfully,
Joyfully.
Then come my words to Heaven above,
Prayerfully,
Prayerfully.
Awestruck gratitude to have such LOVE,
Prayerfully,
Prayerfully.
Prayers of thanks for things not deserved,
Humbly,
Humbly.
Links to the hands God has preserved,
Humbly,
Humbly.
Lovingly,
Lovingly.
Heart’s intent so true and pure,
Lovingly,
Lovingly.
Your loving words come back to me,
Joyfully,
Joyfully.
Bring righteous magic that sets me free,
Joyfully,
Joyfully.
Then come my words to Heaven above,
Prayerfully,
Prayerfully.
Awestruck gratitude to have such LOVE,
Prayerfully,
Prayerfully.
Prayers of thanks for things not deserved,
Humbly,
Humbly.
Links to the hands God has preserved,
Humbly,
Humbly.
The thought occurred to me this morning that my words had not made a poem lately, So God gave me one.
I like poems that are intentionally ambiguous riddles. Then each person can find what they need in them.
I like poems that are intentionally ambiguous riddles. Then each person can find what they need in them.
