Scarlet Robe Creations

I sing you a song of my songs, one that speaks of all beauty, a field where wild flowers bloom and our youthful legs scamper through. I sing you a song of my songs, one where your hand is in mine, where our fingers have entwined and our hearts long to beat as one. I sing you a song of my songs, sung from a heart in your hands, with words not always perfect, rhythm never flawless. I sing you a song of my songs, one we have promised to sing together, no matter the joys or sorrows, wherever we go. copyright 2024 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author

Wherever you go, Ruth sang to Naomi. It is what we sing to each other, given and received through the fount of holiness.   Dedicated on the day we promised God and each other, unity. Renewed whenever your hand is within mine.   Wherever you go I shall go. My tears and my laughter will be there beside you. My embrace will be about you.   Whenever we are distant, along the road, we draw each other close, always waiting around the bend for the one we promised to walk beside. copyright 2024 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author