Great Protector Poem by Joseph Cross

Great Protector



Far beyond my vision clear,
There stands a tall, thin man,
Dressed in robes of violet,
With scars upon his hands.
And though I cannot see him,
I still know that he is near,
And with his strength protecting,
I have nothing to fear.

Monday, August 18, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: strength
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