Sometimes
When the light
Fades into night
I wonder what will come
Tomorrow
Will I go
Towards heaven
Till quarter past seven
My promise left dry
In the meadow
Then I turn to you
And breathe a deep sigh
Did you know
My patience is idle?
You hold me
You love me
Guiding me closer to you
You move me
You take me
To the harbor of His love…..
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