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Sunday, November 7, 2010
The vast space, where birds and planes fly,
The blue sky that clouds stray by and by,
That wide sky, where rainbows live and die,
Perhaps we are staring at the same sky.
When you're lonely, don't hide it tell me,
I'll lend my ear, your tender words I want to hear.
Laughing or crying on every happiness and sigh,
Perhaps we are talking at the same sky.
Our distance is maybe as far as east is from west,
But that's where God wants us to be, He plans best.
So when you miss me, just look up high.
Perhaps we are wishing at the same sky.
Often times we are tested by misunderstanding.
We just have to forgive for there's a knowing,
That problems will be forgotten by nigh,
For I know, we are praying at the same sky.♥♥♥
