As I wake this day and think of things which inspire my thoughts and hopes and dreams Those gentle moments where hope does spring and from which love and wealth do spring It is not the battle won or lost or things that pile high It is not mere things secured at cost or things which wealth and coin can buy For long I wandered through the night in search of what would warm my soul And as the dawn turned dark to light God sent your love, sweet and whole. By: Jose de J.G.
Posted on: Sat, 22 Jun 2013 19:06:52 +0000
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