Wishing to Meet You
Sometimes I get discouraged
I think you're so far away,
I wish I could reach up to meet you,
Could you put your hand my way?
I wish there was an entrance
A way to come and go..
But I know that's not the way life works.
I have to wait down here below..
I Thessalonians 4: 17
Cathy Hodgson © 2008
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