I have a maker, he formed my heart.
Before even time began my life was in his hands...
I have a father, he calls me his own.
He'll never leave me no matter where I go...
He knows my name, he know my every thought,
he sees each tear that falls and hears me when I call.
Knowing this makes me happy and peaceful... :)
This is where I'd love to stay for some peace and quiet,
though I might get a little bored :)
Have a wonderful week dear deweyers :)
2 comments:
well said :)
ooh, wonder where that picturesque location is?
hey doy, apparently it's somewhere in iceland :)
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