Tuesday, May 1, 2012

The Look Of Peace

He found her sitting that way
With it clutched  to her chest
A look of peace upon her face
Knowing she was being blessed

Something stirred inside his heart
To know the peace and joy she felt
So he sat quietly in her presence
And something inside began to melt

He thought of a day so long ago
When he held the very same Book
Memories put his hands to the sky
Weeping over what he had forsook

She opened her eyes and saw her love
She knew she would see him that way
Broken and believing in the Lord still
The Potters hand had turned the clay !

Judy L Wilson
April 28, 2012
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