Who Is He

My man is a breath of fresh air.
No one else can compare.
Honesty, humility, humor,  integrity,
that’s his game.
Others prefer superficiality.
What a shame.

He sometimes bursts at the seams
’cause there’s no limit to his dreams.
I can’t believe he wants me there,
the one with whom he wants to share.

There comes a time with eyes wide open,
when the heart is no longer broken,
a time to reach out with no regret.
How could we forget
to take the Master’s hand—
the One who always has a plan.

We’ve come together for a reason.
Doesn’t matter what the season.
Tomorrow is another day.
We’ll trust in God to lead the way.

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