God’s Hand

A carept of colors,

Cover the once barren ground,

The work of God’s hand.

 

A soothing touch,

Eases the pain,

Of a sick child,

The touch of God’s hand.

 

A young girl,

Alone,

Until she feels the touch,

Of God’s hand,

Assuring her,

She will never be alone,

As long as she follows,

In his ways…

Copyright Michelle R Kidwell

April.15.04

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