My eyes are wells
That rain many tears.
My mind compells
To close many fears
And open to loving arms.
My bones are weak,
But brings no harm.
My heart breaks
For children I don't know.
How can I cry for those
I have never known?
And in my bones
I acke for those I've never seen.
Lord, dry my eyes,
Give me peace,
And learn to rest... in you.
THis is awesome, Katie :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Madi B.!!!! :)
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