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Aug 2014
Shall my heart not look
to you always with each
waking breath

Shall my eyes not climb
upon the wings of the wind
hoping to daily reach your
abode

Shall not my hunger be
greater for you than
anything which exists
in this world

Shall I not seek you out
each day in spiritual
places few have come to
really know

Yes I shall always seek
you Lord when I am blessed
to rise again from my bed

I shall seek out the great
spirit who empowers my life
each day to serve

Because of the priceless
gift you gave to me, when
I humbly gave my heart to
you

For you gave me life...
and the blessings of your
eternal grace and love.
Thanking the Lord
Wendell A Brown
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Wendell A Brown  67/M/Ga
(67/M/Ga)   
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