Treasure Island

Brian Johnston

(Jan.20,1943 / Shattuck, OK)

PH: Love: A Lover's Simple Request


Will you let your hair grow
Though it's trouble I know?
Won't you let your hair grow?
Just for me let it show.

For your hair is a crown
That's admired through the town,
And so soft frames a face
That illumines God's grace.

Let your hair grow and find
How you're branding my mind.
Let your whole beauty start
To embrace more than heart,

In your love I find rest,
In your love I feel blest!
Oh thank God....that you care!
Oh thank God for…. your hair!

Submitted: Sunday, February 16, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, August 06, 2014

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Brian Johnston
January 16,2014

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