Echo’s of God’s Love

In God’s new window of my dreams
With sunshine in the store
All the little dolphin joys
Are breaking through the door

An old familiar whistle call
As I rest not far from shore
Echoes heard by loyal chums
With kettles, bowls and drums galore

A love song hidden in my heart
God’s glory heard, doth incubate
And I am surely satisfied
When I learn to live and wait

Kelly s Griswold

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