To Sandra at Easter
Changing seasons, changing climes, Summer, autumn,
winter, spring, Our love has lasted through these times,
But ne'er to change, like the seasons bring. The Lord
has protected us throughout night and day, To grant us
both, together, in his glory stay.
Upon that cross on
Calvarys' Hill. His tears of shame for us he shed,
That we on earth our life fulfill. For our salvation,
his body bled, For when our journey, here on earth does
end, We shall unite, with Him, our Heavenly friend.
David Smithdale
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©2000 David Smithdale
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