My Heart Is His
Bruised
Heavy
Aching
Swollen and tender
Filled to exploding
His Hand holds such fragility with care.
He breaths
reminds
speaks
My heart feels
remembers
hears
Peace
Hurting, but at peace
Heavy
Aching
Swollen and tender
Filled to exploding
His Hand holds such fragility with care.
He breaths
reminds
speaks
My heart feels
remembers
hears
Peace
Hurting, but at peace
posted by Darlene Sinclair at
11:02 PM
1 Comments:
His peace. He's so good to love us carefully.
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