We giggle, we make fun
We laugh at our own lives We’re thankful though that We are blessed In many ways but one We seldom meet We seldom talk But in spirit we know We are there for each other In silence and in dearth In trying times we seek refuge In prayer and in faith And in belief that He will lift The yoke, heavy on our shoulders We can hardly keep Continue believing, Hold on to Him His hands will pull you through A victor, hail ye, you’ll conquer The throes and all the agonies And rise unscathed, a new you. Keep believing marz…faith heals…
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My shoulder, my cane
My wall My wings that let me fly and dream. You dry my tears, make me smile, strengthen my hope my frustrations you fold. Distance holds no bar We feel closer Comforting each other No barrier comes near. On your special day I wish we’re near To share with you The joy the day bears. Happy birthday my SpeciaL Friend…. |
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