the church,
under the milky way skies
as she strolls golden meadows
looking for more
stars winking,
as she looks, to the sky
for the creator,
of love and life
she feels his presence
from clouds rolling by
as she stares
at the milky way sky
animals gather ,
to watch her pray.
as she walks
under the milky way
searching for the creator
to touch his face
with angels watching
singing amazing grace...
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Author:
Ron parrish (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 28th, 2019 17:48
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Comments2
A fine write and pic Ron.
thank you my friend
This is really good, I enjoyed reading it. Can't wait to see your other writings. 🙂
thank you for the visit
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