Glancing at the pattern
Of my life's rare tapestry
It seemed the threads of darkness
Were all that could see,
I failed to see the glitter
Of the gold beyond the grey
The myriad lovely colours
Of life's joys along the way,
Until I saw the pattern
Formed by God's forgiving touch
That showed me, Oh so clearly
God has given me so much.
~ Gert Holaday
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