Gentle Reader,
Not gonna lie. I’m really tired.
And I’m thinking about that in connection to our prompt.
Kate. The gang. We: hide.
Go.
“Under Your Wings”
Jesus, let me feel the feathers
Soft against my face
Lighten now my weary load
And gently slow my frantic pace
Let me cry my tears there
Wrapped in Your wings of love
Let me drop my burdens now
Safe in strong arms above
Gather me now to Your heart
Just like a Father dear
Lean down to smile upon me
Whisper, “You’ve nothing left to fear.”
Stop.
