Saturday, September 03, 2005

He Came To Me


The stars are shining,
In the night.
The Lord is with me,
I'm in flight.

"Please forgive me?"
I asked of him.
Then, just then.
The stars went dim.

I saw a face,
Upon the moon.
And the stars all hummed,
A familiar tune.

Then he smiled such a precious smile,
And winked his perfect eye,
He ran his fingers through my hair,
And let out a tender sigh.

"My darling, my dear,
My daughter, my love.
Don't worry about a thing.
You have a friend above!"

He caught my tear,
And kissed my cheek.
I had got the answer,
I set out to seek.

By W0nT0n

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