Pictures
Pictures
With clouded mind I look upon
These beautiful pictures in my room
I search my heart for names long gone
Reflecting upon the whiteness of the moon
The mother I grew to know the other of my seed
Both of them by the grace of God I loved
The aching in my heart of their love I need
Through them I renew my Faith in God above
So many pictures of my passing life
Such as the children of my bloods seed
The Heaven blessed picture of my wife
She is the right hand of my every conquered deed
Pictures of sister’s brothers, nephews and nieces
My granddaughter I love to pieces
These are the miracles of God given graces
I will never loose them of my possession
While I traverse my path under God’s watchful eyes
posted by Peter Todd @ 10:17 AM
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