Hold my hand, don’t look behind,
Roads keep changing, so do I.
Somewhere past the edge of light,
We’ll be more than yesterday’s sight.
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Run, run, where the wild winds go,
Leave no footprints in the snow.
I don’t need a place to stay,
Just a sky that won’t fade away.
About the Creator
Marvelous Michael
I’m so glad you are here!
“Heaven and earth will pass away, but My words will by no means pass away.”
Matthew 24:35 NKJV
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Comments (2)
Ohhh, this has that free-spirited, run-into-the-horizon energy! "Just a sky that won’t fade away"—that line hits. Feels like a poetic road trip with the wind in your hair. Love it! 💖
How lovely 🏆♦️♦️♦️♦️