sleeping in faith

[Guest guest]

flannel sheets

quietly

exhaling

the

faint scent

of

lavender...

calling

my name

with

the

voices

of

angels...

faith

is the

substance

of

things

hoped for,

not seen...

so

taking

faith

by

her soft,

assuring

hand,

i

embrace

the

warm

flannel,

look

through

the

swirling

fog

to the

stars above -

blowing me

sweet

good-night

kisses,

and

let

faith's

lullaby

lull

me

to

sleep.

Much Love...

Tess

[Guest guest]

Dear Tess,

YOu write so beautifully.

Holding you in my thoughts.

Hugs...Joy

[ ] sleeping in faith

flannel sheets

quietly

exhaling

the

faint scent

of

lavender...

calling

my name

with

the

voices

of

angels...

faith

is the

substance

of

things

hoped for,

not seen...

so

taking

faith

by

her soft,

assuring

hand,

i

embrace

the

warm

flannel,

look

through

the

swirling

fog

to the

stars above -

blowing me

sweet

good-night

kisses,

and

let

faith's

lullaby

lull

me

to

sleep.

Much Love...

Tess