branches sprout from seed He planted
they reach out for the light
while snow and thunder douses
protection from the night
strong breezes bend and toss them
not too far out of sight.
the twisted boughs and injured limbs
are pruned with tender care
in His strong and graceful orchard
not a single branch is bare
and when it’s time for harvest
may all of us be there
2007-02-23
15:38:46
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rezany
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OK, change the last line to:
Will all of us meet there? ;)
2007-02-23
18:37:11 ·
update #1