Praises
Shall I not call ye a blessing,
for I find peace in thy hands?
Shall I not fumble out words of praise
to thee who hath filled my heart with delight?
Long have I waited for this day,
thy smile as delightful as ever,
and thine eyes sparkling like the night sky…
© Rahim Moon 2026
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