Hope Like Cold Furry

She took my anger
And flew away
So now, I can finally pray

She was God’s Grace
Before I asked
He gave it through her winging blast

Hidden in
My seeking brush
Hope is his, my fears to crush

He knows my needs
Before I call
This is his story after all

©Mary Grace van der Kroef 2020

Original painting by Mary Grace van der Kroef

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