Ah, More Poetry
Gentle kindness, friendliness and cheer,
A warm embrace to show that you are here.
Words of charity, a helping hand,
An ear to listen and to understand.
A shoulder strong I know that I can cry on,
A faithful friend I know I can rely on.
A soul that's filled with holiness and grace,
Which shine forth from your sweet and blessed face.
A goodness that I never thought I'd see,
But which, my dear, you daily show to me.
A hand that I'd be proud to hold in mine,
For all the years the sun and moon shall shine.
A love I would be honored to possess,
Until we both go to eternal rest.
4 Comments:
Nicely done. Shakespeare would have been putty in your hands ;~)
Very good!
hey girl!, glad to hear that TAC is fun for you. aren't you going to write about it ...besides my comment box ;)
Hey Christina,
I'll probably write about it eventually...there's not a lot of time right now. Everything is crazy around here now cuz there's a forest fire in the hills pretty close to here and they're thinking they just might have to evacuate us in order to keep us from breathing too much smoke. The campus itself they think is safe from any danger of burning; it's just the smoke they're worried about. I really hope we don't have to leave, though.
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