I need to walk the path
That no one likes to tread
Where there are challenges
To face and no short cut is made
I like to pluck the moon
And bath with its soft beam
To attain the height of sun
I wish that would be my dream
I wish I could swim with
The clouds across the sky
Sprinkling rain of love upon
The earth that looks pale and dry
I would sure go beyond
The height to reach a place
Where I will be with Him to
Live under His blessing and grace
Sprinkling rain of love, be blessed in grace dear poet, let me too pray along with you, we r always under HIS shelter
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I love the way this one starts I need to walk the path That no one likes to tread Where there are challenges To face and no short cut is made as we have all had to make that choice at one time or another, to carry on, battle through, even when we think we can no longer. Nicely done. Annette