Night and light Are alike to you You can see out When I can't see through The dimly lit night That gives me a fright At the sight Of creatures great and small That crawl And most of all, The deep, dark night dorothy’s page © 2019 D. E. Young
Your place of peace Can be a person at least That's what I believe Conceived In my heart of hearts The heart Is where it all starts For home, is where the heart is dorothy’s page © 2019 D. E. Young
The rotten side of life The forgotten part of my Perspective This message This test is Perfecting My walk of faith At times it makes We wanna quit I must admit That when Nights are dreary I get weary But I know, For His word did show Me that I shall reap, If I faint … Continue reading Standing still
My body is the house that My spirit and soul dwell in, Then again, My house has a house Without which, I'd be cold when Winter comes dorothy’s page © 2019 D. E. Young
In this inconvenient place, Mean and unseemly pace Where I stay from day to day It's the new way For me to exist now, Trying hard to see how God's using this time Having me intertwined With the coldness of it all this part of my call Is like a wall I've run into And … Continue reading Weary days
