Thursday, March 31, 2011
It’s been a year my Sandy girl,
How swiftly time has passed,
Each melancholy memory,
Returns to haunt my heart.
A singularly wistful year,
Trying to comprehend,
How blest I’ve been to have you,
As my confidante and friend.
How rich has been your legacy,
Of courage, grace and wit,
Your patience in adversity,
Your serenity and grit.
In dreams I’ve see you often,
Laughing in delight,
Radiant, joyous, beautiful,
Aglow with God’s own light.
Hey there Sandy girl, when time
Shall cease to be for me,
We’ll live together You and I
One in Christ's company.
Myra D’Souza / 31st March 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Sweep me up in Your arms O Lord,
Cradle me close to Your breast,
My soul will find refuge and harbor,
For in You is perfect rest.
I wrestle daily with sin O Lord,
I strive to resist its allure,
But if I should fall Beloved, recall,
Your Cross vanquished its power.
Cover me with Your mantle O Lord,
Snuggled close to Your heart,
Satan won’t dare assail and ensnare,
With intent to tear us apart.
Safely sheltered in You O Lord,
Hid ‘neath the wings of Your care,
I can acquire the strength I desire,
As long as I tarry there.
Myra D’Souza / 16th March 2011
LET THE LITTLE ONES COME TO ME
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