Gifts By Kristi Kirby

Thick massive clouds
We will
Suddenly realize
That God
Is doing for us
What we could
Not do for
Ourselves
Alright
A heart was
Charting
Soft breeze
Pleasing
Empathetic
Long blonde
Hair
Someone cares
Hears
A heroes promise
Calm down a little
Father’s Army
She grasped her
Arms
A tale she
Tales
Across the sky
A hidden maneuver
Loved in return
Hot water on the
Fire
Bathes
As a child
Lord saw
Gratitude now
Forth it
A gift
To affect their
Hearts.