Tress'

Hope cradles for its faction ~ nest
the will to live, a place to rest
and age disciples, as is blest
while dreams recycle, best by best!

Yet through some ministry's ingest
a truth survives, not counterfeit
that time is not the combing's wrest,
but faith's forebearance adds the tress'!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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June 7, 2011 at 2:03 PM
elite message Paula.. luv the recycled dreams line best luv..
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