Heaven'll Make A Way - Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Heaven makes a way. Through the darkest
and grayest of days. Even though the heavy
rains, seem to have settled in to stay. And
you wonder if, again you'll see the sun's rays.
Feeling so lost and afraid. As the heart cries
out, in dismay. With love, his path is paved.
Close your eyes, and hold onto faith. Out of
the palm, of his hand you were made. And heaven
will make a way.
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