I wanted you to know my joy
Not just a touch of it
To feel the sun, because pain will destroy
More than love can reach, a glance
Towards the Father’s palace,
Yet when the night is past to now enjoy
The hope of treasure in your dance.
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You can fill a vacant heart
With yesterday’s words
That hides outside wraths chart,
Better the smile filling hopes space
Enriched with the peace
That brings us here, once you released the hurt
Sown in crimson, healed with grace.
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Life From A Park Bench 