A September Tarantella
Writing is a dance where the words are the music and the pen is the instrument.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Rich in Mercy
Though I was steeped in
sin, You saw me and loved me.
Though I was dressed in
dirty rags, You cleansed me of sin.
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