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Sometimes I wonder
if I'll ever come home
to music
to someone who's
glad to see me and
wants to receive
what I have to give
to someone who
wants to share
the goings on
of their day with me
while we cook dinner
and then cuddle
as dessert
feeling seen
understood
safe
valued
respected
admired
with Christ
at the center
to bring
safety
contentment
joy
tomorrow's
never promised
for any of us
but I know there
is someone
who will come
alongside
by His timing
and not before.
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βFor I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope.β Jeremiahβ¬ β29β¬:β11β¬ βNKJV
About the Creator
Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. β€οΈ
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