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Prompt challenge: Use at least two yellow things in a poem without using the word "yellow." My response takes the path of dawn—whe...

Friday, April 17, 2020

Thy wish, our command

Thy wish, our command,
Never our will; thine always.
Thee guides my feet, Lord!
Brief journey; sincere, deep faith;
Thee ever our companion!

Welfare unto all 

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