The makings of a disciple in Christ and the everyday adventures thereof...through poems, thoughts and memoirs on life
Friday, April 10, 2009
Party
Sometimes, when she would gaze into the sky at sunset, she could sense the party going on behind the mountain tops and wished she could be a part of it.
But alas, she was stuck in traffic. It would have to wait 'till Heaven.
2 comments:
You have *such* a way with words, my friend.
Thanks Dawn :)
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