Restored Dreams Poem by Curtis Johnson

Restored Dreams


May the hands of God break up and smooth out your hard clods of clay.
May your starless mid nights become as bright as the sun at noonday

May our loving God halt your tides of gloom, and whiten your clouds of gray.
May your deferred hopes come rushing to your door, and cease their delay

May your nightmares and sleepless nights, when all is going astray,
Cease and desist to allow your dreams to open up a better way

May God's tender mercies descend upon you to stay.
Dear Lord, for these things and more, I pray

Amen.

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