Breaking the sound barrier
Of thoughts gone astray.
Reaching heights never attained;
Aimlessly will they stray.
Whence comes the dawn of God's new day,
To council what was spent.
To cheer those whose hearts are broken,
And have their heads so bent.
Loss is horrendous to our life
As hearts must bleed in vain.
Prayers are the succor we will find,
If we but call His name.
I know, George..
Lady Vivian
David Thompson
Love ya!
Jane
Peace, love and the Lords Blessings,
John Michael Domino