Priming The Pump

“I AM” is priming the pump – the well is not dry
When we ask for rhymes-he hears our heart’s cry

Soon refreshing words of living water will flow
Trust that in time he will reveal the things you should know

For now rest in knowing the gift is still there
When it’s time for the roses to bloom-the poetry will be beautiful and rare

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