His bread crumb love!
God is watching us...
look around you
You, might just catch...
A sight of his love!
As you pitch those wings...
And believe as a dove
you can ascend the stars...
Solo a flight above.
Might you even...
His dimly lit attic room
Be permitted of...
His bread crumb love!
poem by Mark Heathcote
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