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It needs the Son!
The passing of time
calls our hearts home
to the ones we love,
& so long to see,
& soon we all find
in times alone
that God above
waits patiently
for all He planned
to happen first
so He can reunite us when
we understand
only He quenches thirst,
& that HIS way's best,
so I wait 'till then.
Old wounds seem healed,
then He allows
us to go deeper
than ever before,
secrets revealed,
& hindered vows
become our teacher,
& somehow restore
our heart's willingness
to open again
to ones we love,
but had to let go~
& we confess
to unfaced pain,
tears aren't enough
for hope to grow~
~It needs the Son, I know~
*~*~*~*
~By Anastazia Rowe~
June 9th, 2006.
