god.A Poem by brianna vegaOh what joy he brings me in the dead of night In winters light He fills me with warmth When the days all smudge together like my eyes black with old liner He washes them clean with the tears of healing And the hours come fresh And my voice bubbles forth in a song of praise as I shout his name oh lord Im forever thankful Though at times I forget how majestic you are To have taken me in your arms of grace Changing that sad dead rag of me in to this princess this beauty this model of a loving happy girl My eyes shine light for now they are your eyes My words come forth from your mouth My body works for you only All possessions I give to you Time passes to quickly in mortal form for anything to ever truly matter except you love. © 2010 brianna vega |
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Added on October 22, 2010 Last Updated on October 22, 2010 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAboutThings have changed like the singing of rain Once soft Now pouring Soaking Softening Changing more.. |

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