Submitted by: rxmd44 | View Member Profile | View Other Posts
Created: 1/13/2005
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This morning,
Alone on my Widow’s Walk,
I felt the Breath of God on my cheeks,
Saw His eyes in dawn’s first beams,
Glimpsed His face beyond the rising mist,
And heard His voice
Whispering from the Sea
I felt His love set me free
With each deep breath I took,
No longer alone my Widow’s Walk.
Copyright 2005 rxmd44
