Tour Day 1001. Return

Someone is waiting..

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Our daily rhythms

Determine our days

Whether intended or not

Establishing our ways.

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How often we allow

The urgent to crowd

When we know what matters

The loud we continue to allow.

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Back to Your Path

Whenever we begin to stray

Your Way always better

Quietly, silently we pray.

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Always near, never far

Graces we can never earn

Waiting on the porch

For your wayward child to

Return.

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