Joy streams from my heart's overflowing spring,
As I travel far to see you again,
So did I stop my month-long worrying,
I see rays of hope come out beaming.
My eyes search for you as I arrive,
There I found you after a 2-hour ride,
Tears of happiness I tried to hide,
Flowed like river as I hugged you tight.
May you get well the next time we meet,
May your pale palm and cheeks turn into red,
May you look better when I revisit,
May the Lord raise you from your sickbed.
This poem is dedicated to my sick loved ones whom I visited recently:
My dear Uncle Benhur who's now recovering from illness
& Auntie Ana who is battling cancer (since Uncle Evan died of Cancer too).
It is my prayer that God will show mercy and heal them with His Miraculous Touch.
Amen
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by Andrew :) have a great day!!!
DeleteThanks for stopping by Andrew :) have a great day!!!
Delete