Poetry

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Written 2-23-05

Sweet baby sister,
Caught in passion’s plight;
Saw her love say,
“I’m sorry, good night.”

So for just now,
A season is ended;
To the Lord you go,
Your heart to be tended.

Be welcome home
To a Father most kind;
See how you are
Still on His mind.

Behold the One
In heaven, for you;
Unlike others,
His love stays true.

He’ll dress you with joy,
And take your grief;
He’ll give your eyes
Such peaceful sleep.

Reminds you His promises,
All “yes”, and “amen”;
And shows how His grace
Continues to send.

By His great mercy,
You’re not consumed;
He sets you in a clearing,
With so much room.

Go to Him, daughter,
With your sad plight;
He’ll never tell you,
“I’m sorry, good night.”

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