Sunday, May 17, 2009

Precious Love




These precious ones around your knees


You suffered them to come to thee.




My precious ones around we swarm


They hands and cheeks are sweet and warm




As they kiss and touch me, I feel their love


Just as it comes from God above.




Precious and holy filled with glee


I feel your love from them to me.

1 comment:

  1. "Glee" is defined in thee, my friend!

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