(The Mill Pond) ANDREW’S HOLLOW

Across the old mill pond
Noonday light streamed
Diamond pure and untamed
Radiating with heaven’s glow
Eternally boyish and dreaming
Wondering at God’s face,
Sitting on high looking at me.

How does the sun break through cloud’s
Overcast on days when we need
Little reminders of His Glory?
Lighthearted again I commenced my journey.
Once again strengthened.
Wonderful is our God!

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