Mary Forrester

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Through The Thorns

Through the thorns I see his face
A saviour and my eternal grace
Now from me
He has flown
The feathered nest we adorned
And still I wait, still I wait
Knowing that
I hear the knock upon my door
Ah, it must have been the wind once more
Another day, another night
I sit alone and still I wait.

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