Sunday, July 19, 2009

Poetry Sunday

Gone Away… from Home

The angel swept across the miles,

a duty on her shoulder.
A quest she didn't understand.
Knowing God would hold her.

Leaving behind all she stored;
every material treasure.
To walk the road the Lord had set,
one without true measure.

Her family mourned for she was gone;
no longer by their side.
Her work for them was now complete;
Faith her only guide.

Firmly implanted, she walks alone,
a shield of grace adorned.
Everyone needs to let her grow,
Through the woman about to form.

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