Wednesday, September 6, 2017

"The One"
The Little Flowers In My Hair Were Crying
As We Sailed Among The Ghosts Of The Dead
I Hear What I Hear But I Cannot Say Nor Tell
What I Hear Is My Own To Keep In A Silence Real and Deep
It Is Not Yours Nor Theirs It Belongs To Halls And Caverns of Silence
This Silence That Is Mine And The Peace That Dwells Therein
I Loved You And Then I Lost You I Loved You Still
On and On I Loved You Then I Cried Some Tears
They Fell Hard Like Metal Drops From My Broken Eyes
Then The Little Flowers Fell From My Hair
As The Wind Brushed Them From My Face
And Down My Cheeks and Over My Pretty Brow
I Smiled To Think That I Lost The One I Wore Them For
In Jesus' Name,
Amen

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