To the Light
by Tulula T Tadswickle
Saturday, November 16, 2002
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My Lord my savior I know not to write.
My mind is blank but my penceil takes flight,
it starts as jabber leading an endless journey,
but twards the end I feel like you hear me.
It's not just thoughts skribbled on paper,
but my thoughts and prayers as well,
So since you blessed me with penceil and paper
I'd say that's just Swell !!