Appreciating, life with offerings on the drive.Dearheart always / riding along at my side.
Resting in His arms all through dark of night.
Unaware of his program for life; I never lied!
Alone; barely accomplishing a living wage.
Reminding me of ‘Castle’; life seems saved.
He stands alone in life; a man self-made.
Although seeing His Grace upon his face.
Not knowing what to do; turned into nurse.
In one of His favorites houses attending church.
Without boundaries glorious real love; got worse.
All he would offer up was his unloving purse?
Even now; why oh why? Do I still long to go back?
Offer me love and intimacy; I can live with that?
Sharon Rose T. ©
