Through the Arctic Tundra, not a friend in site
In the urban cities, bringing hope and light.
Night-time in the jungle, insects, snakes and slime,
Travelling in the desert, thirsty all the time.
Befriending other travellers, beaten up along the way,
An expert at adapting, speaking hope day by day.
I’ve seen your brave heart spirit, never ceasing in the race,
My father’s arms enfold you, with a passionate embrace.
The journeys are exciting but I love the downtimes too,
The Father and you alone as one, buddies through and through.
It’s time to live again.
"Wow John, that touched my heart!!!! I shall keep this and treasure it!"
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