Song 2.9 |Windows

My beloved is swift and strong,
Like a roe or a young hart. 
Behold, he positions himself nearby,
He standeth behind our wall, listening.
He looketh forth at the windows, watching.
Shewing himself in the desperate moments,
Through the lattice of a darkened window.

Published by David B. Smith

Author, podcaster, pastor, and Big Pappa to my grandchildren.

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