Paw Prints on My Heart
In the quiet corners of my days,
Where sunlight spills in gentle rays,
I feel a warmth no storm can part—
The tender prints upon my heart.
Soft steps echo through my soul,
A loyal love that made me whole.
No map could mark, no art could chart
The healing paws upon my heart.
Through bounding joy and peaceful rest,
You taught me how a life is blessed.
Though paths may shift and worlds depart,
You walk forever in my heart.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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