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FROM HIS HAND
 
A headwind blows from stem to stern
But I am yet content.
The beauties of this mountain range
Are aught but heaven sent.

As I recall the many times
My feet have climbed these trails,
Those times that I've been witness to
The magic that prevails...

I stand in awe of what I've seen
And felt and heard and then...
I realize that life is grand
And sorrow I'll rescind.

When storms and heartache take their toll
And light I cannot see,
I will remember what I'm given...
And from HIS hand....'tis free!
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JUST FOR THE LOVE OF IT Challenge

By MissSharon

© 2018 MissSharon (All rights reserved)

 

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The JUST FOR THE LOVE OF IT Challenge-read page for rules and info (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The JUST FOR THE LOVE OF IT Challenge-read page for rules and info (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The JUST FOR THE LOVE OF IT Challenge-read page for rules and info (challenge has been closed)


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