SuprMoma

You died for me on that dreadful day On that day You showed me Grace That someone like You would be pierced through for my sin, my filth and my disgrace So I thank You God with not only words but with love and it falls short of all You've done for me how You set me free You gave me love and gave me hope For You are worthy Oh so worthy For You are worthy Oh so worthy You are my love my truth my only hope

Snowflake I have heard snowflakes are made by their fall, each an icy whit unsamed by eddies taking it unhurried across tumbling distance enough to pass from there to here. Each astral arm opened by what drives it for a while, they take to themselves unfamiliar vapors and glide, making ready to be held when at last there’s Earth to touch.

Did you know the stars give out answers? Of truth, And hurts, Broken dreams, And broken hearts. They light the way, But then again, They take it all away, And only on one special day, And one special date, They give you the splendor, The rest, All you wished for; And the signs, Of love, That never decays.