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The Journal of A. Paige White 9/22/9
09/22/2009 03:25 p.m.
an angel's breath
blown over a rainbow's charms
fishes for flowers
Evening Dew was written for my sweetheart
who, unbeknownst to me at the time, was sitting
in his truck in a hospital parking lot
hoping the chest pains triggered by two very upsetting
phone calls would go away and he wouldn't have to go in
so all you haters, that hate the God I adore
for more reasons than I will ever articulate here,
and his covenant promises I cherish can just
keep on hating...
I'll keep finding reasons to worship and praise
all the same.
Because Saturday, and Sunday, and Monday,
and today, he's just fine and I'm so very thankful.
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