'the Threads of Me''
Tailor made,
And to a specific
Pattern. He knew exactly what He had in mind with me
Even with multicolored fiber
Sometimes I look back in amazement
Thinking who would have thought, that the grey He started with would
Recoil and blossom
Years ago the tears I shed; finally I can see the growth
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Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2012
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