The Whispering Wind
For a smile from me to you,
I was thinking about my year and everything thru,
and from the wind came a whispering Susan,
I am still getting use to the idea I saw, hugged Rob here on this land.
Yet now that has settled in for me, how and who are you,
For being the pioneering gland,
Swinging from Gods hand.
For a smile from me to you,
Reflecting on my year and all I’ve been through.
The wind carrying Suzzanne, soft and clear,
As memories of Rob settled, rooted here.
Now that the thought is nestled within,
I wonder how and who you’ve been.
For pioneering paths, a guiding gland,
Swinging gently from God’s hand.
A tether to light, a spark to see,
In the rhythm of creation, eternally free.
From this whispering wind, I rise and stand,
Holding tight to God’s eternal hand.
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