The Robe of Jesus
It starts with a loss of taste
and quickly has us questioning our faith
To some we take the drive to the doctors room
where with medicine and diagnosis he begins to groom
But some still need to lie down on a hospital bed
where love, treatments and healing is fed
But it's the gown that speaks to our soul
Jesus shed his own to let us know
He is with us every step and every breath
and will hug us with his own threads until we rest
Copyright © Robert James Liguori | Year Posted 2021
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