The Visit
I dressed in Rags to visit You,was all I knew to do.
I needed, so desperately to see your face...
Too hear that you approve!
I knocked that You would answer;
my desire - you would open the door
with warm embrace invite me in, sit with me and hear
the more!
I looked as i dressed...so carefully
your presence so calls for perfection.
Heart stop!
I saw with trembling eyes,
my feet went another direction.
In terror, i stopped to grab hold of myself
I dropped and simply prayed;
i asked Your strength to knock the door.
You wiped my brow,
You Stayed!
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