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One More Time

Sunday, February 07, 2010

How can this be, I gave up so easily.
I could of continued if you noticed me.
Meredith was writing in her journal,
her feelings, and sadness, and the
remorse she felt.
So all alone in a world of millions,
just one more touch was all she
needed, one more time, she wrote.

She felt a hand on her shoulder,
she turned around to look, no one
was there, must of been the air.
She felt a touch on her hand as
she wrote in her journal, leaving
an indent so plain.

She could not explain what just
happened that took away her
She wrote in her journal about
yesterday, today was going to
be the same.

Closing the book, she silently
sat, watching a hummingbird outside
her window. It fluttered it's wings so fast.
Her mind then thought of what happened
this day, she was given one touch, one
more time.
Just as she asked, in prayer.

by:Paula Strasburg

I believe in answered prayers.
Have a Blessed Day

love and hugs :)

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