A Poem by: Carole L. Haines Leaning out my window, night sounds fill the air Mountain breezes bless me and I am so aware that I love you, God, I love you. What good gifts that You give Cricket songs and farmland ponds, and happy children whims I love you, God, I love you. YourContinue reading “The God who loved us first”
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