Through the Wilderness

Saturday, August 12, 2006

in my quiet moments ..

In my quiet moments I think of you.
I see you in the people who love me.
I see you in the morning light that greets me.
I feel you in gentle breeze that brushes softly against me.
I know you are near and that you watch over me.
In my quiet moments, you speak to me.

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