In ways unseen,
The loving never leave us;
Beyond mere sight
Is something more than real —-
In worlds to be,
We’ll know an end to sorrow,
And that love is the only way
To heal
In ways unseen,
The loving never leave us;
Beyond mere sight
Is something more than real —-
In worlds to be,
We’ll know an end to sorrow,
And that love is the only way
To heal
-a nice set of three poems- thankyou!