His Dear Voice Is Calling Poem by Joyce Hemsley

His Dear Voice Is Calling



'Come to me, love me,
you were always my own,
renouncing all others
you were just mine alone.
So come, I am calling
from God's heaven above.
I can't hear you
or see you...
But I am waiting my love'.

Forty word poem.

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Joyce Hemsley

Joyce Hemsley

Portsmouth England
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