Poems of Lighthouse Bob

Snuggles #377



Snuggles
Your blood atones for me
that I once blind to sin can see
the fortitude, the ecstasy
that comes from giving in
and letting go to holding on
‘til all I've known of sin is gone
in solitude as new day dawns
and I am found in Thee
refreshed, reborn, and free
to snuggle in Your arms.




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Snuggles #377

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