When He Visits

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When He Visits

 

Writing then feeling, you touch my hair.

Pausing and knowing, I have time to spare.

Remembering then picturing, your dimples and smile.

Wanting and praying, you can stay for a while.

 Touching then comforting, you bring me your love.

Thanking and loving, God sent you from above.

Lingering then leaving, to Heaven you, must go.

Understanding and saying, I love you so.

 Smiling then typing, you have empowered me.

Finishing then reading, a book our story will be.

 

Lou

March 4, 2020

 

 

 

 

 

2 Comments

  1. Thank you so much for sharing your feelings. The audio is very enjoyable

    • Thank you, Chuck. I am enjoying doing so poetry and fiction while finishing the last chapters of Book IV of the Memoir.
      God Bless You and thank you for your comment.
      Nancy

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