Sleep Beneath A Sheltered Wood
Sleep falls quietly beneath a sheltered wood.
Dreams dance merry upon the gilded streams.
Angels tread softly; broken hearts are understood.
Life bequeaths hope; love forever keeps.
Echoes of memories cloud the passionate sunny sky.
Kisses lick sweetly the thoughts of the hearts mind.
Worries crash to the forest floor without a sound.
Sleep comes beneath a sheltered wood; a momentarily peace now found.
J. Allen Wilson © 7/28/08
peace,
dan
(((HUGS))) love and continued prayer, karla.
Prayed for you at church yesterday, any news about China?