Wednesday, March 13, 2013

White Rocking Chair

Here I sit, holding you
dreaming of all you may someday be
thinking of all you already are
I sing
whispered words of comfort
hopeful my transcendent love
permeates all your memories
redeems all mistakes
points you on The Way
I dream
seeing the fullness of your years
hoping the future is full of light
praying time brings grace
to you and through you
bringing joy, peace and comfort
I cling
these fleeting moments
aching in my heart and soul
a beautiful pain
purposefully impressed memories
pondered forever in my heart
Here I sit, holding you
thankful, grateful you are mine.

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