The Cafe Window
From a cafe window I look towards the mountains in the west.
Storm clouds grow in angry billows as my heart drifts on the hot wind.
Drifting...drifting towards another whose soft smile brings out in me; the me I know best,
For once upon a time I thought I had forever lost this part of me.
The part that lives deep in the heart, the part that loves unconditionally.
Yet by His grace and by His goodness which comes from heaven above.
I have once again discovered that I have not lost my ability to unconditionally love.
So from this cafe window I sit and quietly dream.
I think of walking in the gentle rain,
And I think of the smile that has captured all of me.
J. Allen Wilson 5/1/2009****7/4/2009
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Marcia
(((HUGS))), much love, and continued prayers~
As always, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Edwin
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Cynthia