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Thursday, October 28, 2010

Hope Is

Hope is
July 31, 2010

You just rode away
On your black horse.
I sat in a chair with my hand
On my heart- that smiled-
Because touching your face
Holding your hand,
Wrapping myself around you
And hearing you say
“I love you with all that I am.”
Built something inside of me
That makes me stronger today
Than I was yesterday.

It shows me that God hears
My silent cries for help and
Proves that Hope is something
That we can see, and touch and smell.
Because when you arrived tonight,
You brought me my dreams.
And when you drove away,
They stayed with me- like a flower
Stays on the stem
Even when the wind is weeping
And the rain is screaming.

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