I shall
Gather up
All the lost souls
That wander this earth
All the ones that are alone
All the ones that are broken
All the ones that are weary
And contrite In spirit.
I shall
Gather up
All the lost souls
That wander this earth
All the ones that are alone
All the ones that are broken
All the ones that are weary
And contrite In spirit.
In her time
And in this place,
She was unforgivably herself,
Full of flaws, beauty,
Chaos and imperfection,
For these are the things
That made her the most real,
And the things that
Are real in this world
Are the things that
Are loved the most…
Beautiful is just something she is,
The part of her that
People saw at first glance,
But her true everlasting beauty
Was in in her depths…
And, there
In the mists of my memory
I see you.
And, there
In the mists of my memory
You shall always be.
Poem by Athey Thompson
By Emily Brontë
The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me
And I cannot, cannot go.
The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow.
And the storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.
Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below;
But nothing drear can move me;
I will not, cannot go.
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Happy Valentine’s Day to Edna of Queensland, Australia who is 101 years old and loves cats.
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I search the sky for you thinking that if I just look hard enough maybe I’d catch a glimpse of you in heaven. I know you are there dancing with the angels.
Encouragement Card for Barbara of Valley Mills, Texas who loves all things Jesus related. She is also receiving a scripture bookmark.
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