a
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The Writings of Justin Davis

Coloring Roses

Assurance blessed the father
He told us from day one.
Dreams unfold to help us with direction.
Prosperous Lion with more than enough to eat.
Wake...rise up.
Elapsed time...such things do not matter here.
Spring, Summer & Fall...whichever you choose.
We are here for your comfort.
Open arms cradle your wounded child.
Healing tears retract like backwards time.
His steps sound like a summer symphony.
Misery does not exist here,
the likes of it has never enveloped.
One foot and then the next.
Picked me up and made me new.
Lifetimes of laughter shine down...

JCD 5.9.00