Can you see my tears Father?
My heart is warm.
The last moment; all is PAST.
The keys to my future reside in moments guised as rare diamonds that I reluctantly, yet patiently wait and live for.
My hope is You, an everlasting seed permanently planted in my heart. It always, always, always and never fails to bloom. You never fail.
I remain a witness volunteer:
Forever. Gratefully. Yours.
