Poems of Lighthouse Bob
Beyond These Walls of Color #170
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Big brown baby eyes looking up at me Trying to figure out just what it is she sees? Mama holds her tight in loving arms As she stares in my direction.... --Could it be my complexion? What color is the light? What color is the day? Can we trust our sight To show us a better way? Or is there something deeper.... Much deeper found within That can help us find our way, Our way back home again.... --Beyond these walls of color. Multi-colored eyes looking for God's love Trying to find His presence in the clouds above? After the storm and the rains are through, A rainbow shines its reflection.... --Could it be God's complexion? What color is the light? What color is the day? Can we trust our sight To show us a better way? Or is there something deeper.... Much deeper found within That can help us find our way, Our way back home again.... --Beyond these walls of color. -Lighthouse Bob |
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Beyond These Walls of Color #170
Beyond These Walls of Color #170
