neverneverland
By S undine
if we could have but just one hour to feel love's touch, to play, to flow'r, there would this child find peace in now. oh, how my yearning heart would bow in humble gratefulness, sublime, what joy would steal this hurting time from every pore now wracked with pain in thinking, "Why must love remain lost; seeking, lonely, all askew..." this can't be right! God! help me view this time with patience, asking ne'er what can not be... for now; for there. for... if we are not to touch or play before i leave this plane for clay then, keep this thought where 'nothing's old'... You were the song that filled my soul. ever Written August 22nd, 2001 © on Aug 28 2001 05:15 PM PST, nancy may jeremiah nalley 0 • 8
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"if we could have but just one hour ..."