Touch Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Touch
Out into the night, on to
the stars he did go. So young
in life. But only God did know,
the true age of his soul. And
how we grow, through the time
we sew. As the inner spirit of
God touches and shows. And love,
unfolds.
4/4/19 Isaiah 49.15
See I will not forget you, for I have
carved you out of the palm of my hand...
A very sad but beautiful tribute to an irreplaceable, lost life.
Dear Sandra, Thank you ever so much! .. For your beautifully kind and heart touching reply! .. Ever so many blessings! ..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/6/2024 4:19:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Sweet sorrow! Lovely poem!
Thank you ever so much Kostas! .. For your very thoughtful and kind reply! ..