My Dream
Some day I want
to feel the gentle breeze
as the Lord’s
touch and embrace.
Some day I want
to feel the warm sun
as the Lord’s
undying love for me.
Some day I want
to see the blue sky
as the Lord’s
window where He watches me.
Some day I want
to see the beautiful flowers
as the Lord’s
gift to cheer me.
Some day I want
to look at people
as the Lord’s
brothers and sisters, as I am.
But most of all,
yes, above all,
some day I want
to feel and see myself
as the Lord’s
reflection . . . . a Christlike person!
luisadelacruz october 13, 2004
Some day I want
to feel the gentle breeze
as the Lord’s
touch and embrace.
Some day I want
to feel the warm sun
as the Lord’s
undying love for me.
Some day I want
to see the blue sky
as the Lord’s
window where He watches me.
Some day I want
to see the beautiful flowers
as the Lord’s
gift to cheer me.
Some day I want
to look at people
as the Lord’s
brothers and sisters, as I am.
But most of all,
yes, above all,
some day I want
to feel and see myself
as the Lord’s
reflection . . . . a Christlike person!
luisadelacruz october 13, 2004
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