Take Him by the hand,
While you can.
He will walk and talk with you,
And help you understand.
That this world to him is enmity,
It's nothing to compare.
To the glory and the majesty,
Of
His promised land.
- Author: Valiantstar (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 14th, 2023 02:02
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments3
Good write 2.
Had to edit. Back to 7.
I rather hold a woman’s hand… can “Him” be Her?
We all need the guidance of a loving Father.
A Fathers love is different to a Mothers.
Good to hear from you,
Poet Waleed.
Love is love to me
Well, we'll see.
Heaven is a place we all imagine, beautifully written.
Thank you, may it become a reality.
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