Promises

Can you hold all that I am? I am a handful. 

Can you carry me? Sometimes I can’t walk, sometimes I laugh until I cry… Sometimes it’s all my fault. The stars fall down , I’m overwhelmed . The sun burns out, and I’m in the dark. 

Can you light the way? Do you know the right words to say? 

you make all things new. I trust you. Words, water, and wine…. All perfect …. Your design. 

Laid down and on display … My love for you … Every day. Bottles broken, and regrets redeemed, you held me all along , it seems. 

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