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Golden Days

Golden days,
Golden moments…
Heart of praise!
Words softly spoken,
Looking back,
Looking on,
Contemplating the course I travel along.

I see
And I’m sure
Of Your direction
When I’ve been unaware.

Looking back,
Looking on;
Confidence builds
To move along
And the treasured hope
Of a present friend,
Forever helper
Whose love won’t end…
His love will lead,
And I concede,
My plans are His to form.

A.D.W.