Portrait
Eyes that see everything,
Feet bruised from hunting the lost,
Hands powerful enough to reshape lives,
Shoulders broad enough for any burden,
Voice like the thunder,
Whisper soft as any breeze,
Smile like the sunrise,
Fragrance like the springtime shower,
Startling as a rainbow.
Jesus, my forever friend.
By: Teresa Burleson
Email: geamae@hotmail.com
