Thank you Father
The Master comes to me and whispers to me not to despair. He is present with me. He is here.
He is always here, even when I don’t know it.
He is strong like a warrior. Strong like an Iron Man. He is not decrepit.
He is here to save me. He is very happy I am his child.
He calms me with His love. He delights me with His songs.
He lifts my soul as He whispers to me not to despair.
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Good poem by Michael