Treasure Island

Karl Stuart Kline

(2/16/50 / Las Vegas, Nevada - When there was only one saloon in town!)

Blessed


She walks about,
My eyes' delight!
I thank the lord
For the gift of sight.

Her voice is music
To my ears -
How blessed I am
That I can hear.

If God is Love,
Then she's divine,
I'm truly blessed
To know she's mine.

Submitted: Wednesday, January 27, 2010

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