As I trace (1/6/86)

As I trace;
patternlessly;
the love;
of life;
I hope God;
will continue;
for me;
my eyes;
to see;
the tenderness;
even so tiny;
vision;
would not need be.
Giving;
to someone;
the time;
he;
so gently;
gives me.
And my love;
weighed;
as so;
would equal;
life;
and death.
For this priceless gift;
lights worlds;
of one;
to one;
encircling;
hearts;
with a halo of time.
Beautified;
the ground;
I walk;
with;
four seasons;
of memory;
I;
will give;
of me;
to you;
A beginning;
called;
forever;
Lasting with;
hope;
for;
tomorrows.
Jamie
1/6/86
