Poetry

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© Bob Barra, 2-22-06

I have a sister, caught by Grace Divine;
She sets upon a rainbow glow;
She became my Father’s; now she’s mine;
A sister now in the heaven’s know;

She desires, from love, to be like Jesus,
For He has caught her very soul;
And she knows He surely sees us,
And, like her, makes us whole;

And so this love sets her aflame;
Compels her to do His will;
She wishes to emulate His fame,
After knowing Him, in the still;

His love is seen in you,
And not for the sake of mooning;
But His love’s in you as true,
For you love while He is pruning;

And how you say, does His love shine,
Even while you’re on the skids?
His love pours out as grace divine,
While you listen to those kids;

So here’s a ditty, sent from above,
Coming from a brother;
For I know you have His love,
And you see the Father.


(For Sandy)

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