Monday, 17 December 2012

COME

Standing on the piers edge overlooking
the ocean deep
The beauty of lapping waves a sight
I intend to keep
I can hear an echo my name is carried
in the wind
A gentle sound blowing in the breeze is
whispering
I gaze up into the heavens the stars
are shining bright
In awesome wonder to be part of such
a tranquil night
There it is again - its sounding really near
'Come - Come on a little closer I have
something you need to hear
You're so Amazing I delight in you
my dear'
Emotions rising up for I heard my Fathers
call
Whispering terms of endearment carried
in the winds they fall
'Come - Come on a little closer I have
something you need to hear
You're my beloved and I will Never let
you go my dear'
A vivid memory of a time spent in
heavens room
Before I was fearfully and wonderfully
knitted in my mothers womb...

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