Thinking of Kevin
When introduced we stumble blindly
our ears piqued by every sound
Our footing not yet stable we search for firmer ground
As we grow our vision changes,somewhat blurred and confused
If it's God who guides me onward for what purpose am I used
I have searched while unsure of the treasure
Not quite sure of which I seek
Yet he affords me the greatest pleasures weather strong or sometimes weak
The gifts were all so splendid,the despair I've felt so deep
The sweet memories of my lifetime the greatest gifts I get to keep
So weep not when you think of me,knowing where apart
For now these memories I have treasured,are carried deep within your hearts
Copyright © Michael Plantamura | Year Posted 2007
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