Monday, July 20, 2009

Just Me And You

Just Me And You

I'll walk and talk down the trail
Pick a flower or two
And have sweet fellowship
Just me and You

Praise floats
In the rustling leaves
You can hear His Song
Playing, in the evening breeze

Storms may come, ore the hill
You can find me
Singing in the rain
And count it all gain

Yes, the storms will come
They do to everyone
He said His burdens are light
Until the day is dawning
And there is, no more night !

Judy L Wilson
July 19, 2009
Song ... Poem