by Marilou Suchar

By myself – but not alone
Watching snowflakes as they roam
I watch the birds swarm to feed
I see them clamber in their need
By myself – but not alone.

By myself – but not alone
I note the buds until full grown
Spring has come, the days grow long
Birds abundant with their songs
By myself – but not alone.

By myself, but not alone
Life is short, it has just flown
No regrets – my Lord is near
One more winter – one more tear
By myself – but not alone


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