Friday, February 5, 2016

a little book of prose-poetry ... 68




Seated quite happily 
In my favourite chair
You see me,
Though my thoughts 
Aren’t there.
I’m thinking of God
From my true inner Being,
And yes,
Of His goodness and love:
Would it were this
You are seeing.
— Garry D. Kilbourn


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