Faith
Deserts line eyes
Tired hands fold;
Mists cry dust
Togethers grasp
And trust;
His fingers clasps
Mine;
Heads bent
Smiles rise;
Faith glistens bold
Under sailors skies
Deserts line eyes
Tired hands fold;
Mists cry dust
Togethers grasp
And trust;
His fingers clasps
Mine;
Heads bent
Smiles rise;
Faith glistens bold
Under sailors skies
Thank you for posting another poem. ❤️
It’s so nice to read your words again, stormy.
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