The soul has much to say
God's gifts...
It happens
every year
Winter kisses
spring goodbye
Venturing to
my favorite park
Taking my
customary spot
Northeast bench
Catty-corner to all
Closed eyes
heightens other senses
Popcorn aroma
Sweet smell of vanilla
Laughter of the little girl
with the curl
Excited pup chasing down
his young master
Gentle southern breeze
Summer is coming for me
Cherry gelato
with a hint of lemon
Opening my portals
Seeing the world at its finest
Always thought about
the gifts that are children
Many conversations with God
Yet, my dreams remain as such
Fishing with my son
Forging that special bond
Father-daughter dates
on a Saturday afternoon
It's weird how it
plays out in your head
The heart aches
from such visions
Time to read
His word
Psalms 23
sounds good
Dusk arrives
Here comes the moon
Better start
walking home
Just me
and my hopes
every year
Winter kisses
spring goodbye
Venturing to
my favorite park
Taking my
customary spot
Northeast bench
Catty-corner to all
Closed eyes
heightens other senses
Popcorn aroma
Sweet smell of vanilla
Laughter of the little girl
with the curl
Excited pup chasing down
his young master
Gentle southern breeze
Summer is coming for me
Cherry gelato
with a hint of lemon
Opening my portals
Seeing the world at its finest
Always thought about
the gifts that are children
Many conversations with God
Yet, my dreams remain as such
Fishing with my son
Forging that special bond
Father-daughter dates
on a Saturday afternoon
It's weird how it
plays out in your head
The heart aches
from such visions
Time to read
His word
Psalms 23
sounds good
Dusk arrives
Here comes the moon
Better start
walking home
Just me
and my hopes
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God`s gifts...
God`s gifts...
