Shirley Campbell Horton Poems

Can you hear the children cry?
Why you ask, oh why?
Hunger, bruises, suffering from land
to land
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Have you ever walked with Him to Gethsamne?
have you ever felt the loneliness there?
Have you called "Abba Father," help me!
For Father I'm really scared -
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Time, books, people...
Some rare as a glass of aged wine
Many highly spiced with memories
Years, months, weeks
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