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Healing, the Child Within

( HEALING, THE CHILD WITHIN ) Maybe you didn't know, how much it would mean to me to have your hand in mine. Maybe you didn't know, how much it would mean to hear your voice. Maybe you didn't know the dreams I had... of love and of sailing. Little pictures in the sand, What is my name? Tears in my pillow, you never saw. Time has shattered-- no hellos or hurrahs, graduation or pretty flowers Trees are so tall, it makes me wonder... Red bird flying, wait for me. Dreams as wide as the ocean listen when I speak... I long to please. I'd give you all I had hidden treasures from my pockets and my heart. Grown woman, little child my hand still reaches- Time is swiftly going. Take my hand in yours, Lord....Father May I call you that?? Lead me to safety, to the unknown, stay with me for a while. Blue skies fill the earth, a gentle breeze blows, I close my eyes and I feel ... peace. (c ) Jasmine Paul 11-22-2014

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