Narrow minded purpose guides
While a soul in winter hides
But even in the fervent strides
Hope subsides
When under the sun's golden beam
Energy flows out in a stream
And nothing cannot be redeemed
Joyful dream
The words you placed into my soul
The ones repeated and keep me whole
Even withstanding the world's toll
A peaceful stroll
As I meet those who have trod
And join in hand, both sane and odd
My voice in faith gives applaud
I love God
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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