I sit and wait for her to come,
My heart is full and beats with the rhythm of the drum.
Along she walks through the door,
Instantly I miss having her in my life more.
She is always so gentle and full of grace,
I watch as Jesus' love lights up her face.
You'd never know it from looking at her from afar,
But there have been wounds and many a scar.
I used to envy her for her beauty and charm,
Now I'm just so happy to have her as a friend, nothing to harm.
We walk through life along a different path,
Its not logical like science or math.
Id try to explain it to you if I knew how,
Instead to God my head will bow,
In earnest thanksgiving for what he has done,
He has given me such a friend and a race we will run.
Never again will I claim to be alone,
She;s with me always or at least near a phone,
Sometimes two people are divine appointment prone.
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