At The Park - Poem by Dolores Hernandez
Lost seems so far away,
Not knowing where to look,
The beautiful blue and white clouds,
Which surrounds us all.
Makes us wonder how we are,
In-time of still we may find,
Our most precious thoughts,
We feel so alone but were not.
It's just a moment to know our,
Heavenly Father is always with us,
Where ever we may be,
He's always a prayer away.
Always remember the good things not the bad,
In our changing world,
There will be better days to come,
We just have to stay still.
To find our most special times,
We can ever imagine,
Lost will always seem so far away,
Not knowing where you will be.
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