A Thought

by Louanne Robinson

Somewhere near aproaching lonliness,

A tender prompting of unseen hand will stir my heart.

An inaudible yet inner-heard voice will utter comfortingly,

"Look around you, at our house,

Are you hungry or sick,

Weary or friendless?

Have I ever left your side?"

My tears joyously then exclaim,

"No my Lord!"

copyright 1977

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