My River
We walk along on a Sunny day.
A river bank.
My friend and I looking
For a place to pray.
The breeze is soft,
Ducks fly back and forth
Up and down the river.
Our pilgrimage our share
My friend says with a smile I’ll
Help you learn the right prayer.
God touches our hearts with friends
Like this.
We sit and begin to say a prayer
For intentions of Love, for
All our sins.
We gaze upon the river not by accident
You know. For life is like
A river that flows. We, like some
Ducks try to…
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Posted on May 28, 2009 at 3:17pm — 2 Comments