A sad mist of rain makes hazy the picture,
As if wandering in a dream
A dream, which only four short hours ago
Dream until reality comes close,
Then reach out
And grasp it only to let it go again.
Hope, faith, love, time
That someday I will live
Forever with my reality.
(C) Marijo Phelps all rights reserved. Use with proper credits.
Saved by His grace in 1974, from 9 years of professing atheism into His loving arms. RN for 23 years, missionary with YWAM then statistical analyst for Every Home for Christ over 9 years. Living with my husband in the middle of a mountain meadow. GRIN! Wanting to spread the good news