Shielded Love

praying hands

Autumn leaves lose their splendor.
As winter white glows in love.
He bids us come.

Hourglass whilst not persist.
Time slowly wastes away.
He bids us haste.

Winter doth solemnly pray.
Par-tell for warmth in days.
He bids us stay.

Spring is such a splendid thing.
All things flourish a-new.
He bids us choose.

Summer always does pass.
Warmth in days doesn’t last.
He bids us return.

Found in His grasp, alas.
Eternal home He forever lents.


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