Irish wordsmith poetry
Monday 22 April 2013
Father here I am seeking your face
Father here I am seeking your face
I heard about you in many a stories
Loves now drawn me to this place
Now I am surrounded in your glories
You reached out for me with a hand
In your presence forever I now stand
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