Poem title: my dreams for you
Whispers of promises from a divine father's mouth,to the ears of flesh and bone pre destin for greatness.
Made a lil lesser than angels, the option to envision what he sees me as, is a matter of grabing and holding onto his dreams.
Trusting in half of the picture, which i can only see. The bigger picture is seen only by faith.
So overwhelmingly beautiful for one mind to absorb or intake. Knowing in later times there will be a completion of me
Living with a purpose is according to prophecy.
-Written by Luchetta(Cookee) Manus © 2013
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