Seeking Solace
Dear Lord I’m spending time alone
Not used to being on my own.
My days are dark, devoid of touch.
I’m missing family so much.
Please be with me and hold my hand.
I know that you will understand
My need to know Your saving grace
When tears start flowing down my face.
But with Your touch I know that I
Will heal and, like a butterfly
Rising up with wings unfurled,
Will add my beauty to this world.
Copyright © Pam Murray | Year Posted 2020
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