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My man is home.
The world is right again.
I dare not ask for how long,
as every precious moment
has its own value.
Please Lord,
Great Majesty in heaven, hear me.
Take me instead of him.
Give him all that can be had,
so that he will not be sad.
I place myself upon floor,
praying Jesus'
come through the door.
Come now today,
so we no longer ever...
have to be afraid.
Amen.
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2022
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