A Glimpse

I saw a man one sunny day And all is fine to me I’ll say His pulchritude reflects his heart That deems god’s loving art In the byways of flowing tide Against life’s ocean that were so wide He sailed towards the morrow land And rest his anchor in God’s hand How often, oh, how often The years will pass us by Let’s keep our hearts beatin’ ‘til will be on fathers side.

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Paul Callus

Date: 3/31/2018 7:30:00 AM

When dear ones pass away we are left holding on to memories, and the hope of being reunited again. A lovely poem, Stephany. ~ Regards // paul

Ruth Wrights
Date: 3/31/2018 11:57:00 AM

you are right, its the thread of the memories that will remind us of them. Thanks for the compliment :)