I’d like to think that when you come
Your time is not wasted, but oh,
That when you leave you’ve found a crumb
Of joy to cheer you as you go
This walk of life that we are in
Is such a comrade-needing Here
I’d like to think that when you leave
You know that you are loved, my dear
To those who pause upon this porch
I pray for you, both near and far
And smile, to know God’s love can touch
You, who and wherever you are
© Janet Martin
When I pray I don't need to know your names
Or who-where you are because God does:)
Thank-you for dropping by!
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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!