Roxanne Dubarry Poems
What Manner Of Love Is This?
How much my special friend must love me!
Some day we will get together again
and be separated by time and space and
place no more.
He alone truly holds the keys to my heart's open door.
What manner of Love is this?
Never to end in a single good night kiss.
But to fill my heart and soul with his
redeeming love for me lasting throughout
His Love is a real to me as the daily breath
that I breath. Never to dwell alone
in the world we live in, nor to be afraid.
I do not fear of what lays beyond the grave.
When I close mine ...
Autumn's Child is as free as the white dove flying in God's eternal heaven above. Her soul is eternally free as it can be.
Jesus Christ, her Redeemer and Lord, paid in full her sin's debt completly. Because of His matchless grace, someday Autumn's Child will behold her savior face to face. She will kneel before His throne as He welcomes her to her new heavenly home. 'Well done my good and faithful servant, ' He will say on that memorable day!