Journeys,  Poetry

Wishing Well

Holly, skates and tinseled tree –

Snowflakes and a sleigh,

Whispers from the carols past,

And time that’s flown away…

The heart within me falters

At remembrances so clear.

Snapshots in my memory banks,

Framed inside a tear.

Today the ashes on the hearth,

From fires’ scarves that waved,

The embers in this soul of mine

Lean on the One who saves.

So even as I toss my dreams

Into life’s wishing well –

I know my heart is being held

By my Emmanuel.

– RG

 

 

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