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Hugs

Dear Child,

I love you.

I saw you last night crying in your pillow.

How I long that you would feel my presence.

My tears were in the rain,

gliding down your  window sill.

You looked so fragile, so alone.

I long to comfort you,

to let you know that I understand.

You're so precious to me.

Your tears are precious to me too, My child.

I hold them for you in bottles in Heaven.

One day, My hand will wipe them away forever more.

Tears will be a distant memory.

I thought we'll  spend the day together, just you and I.

We'll walk  along the lake shore

and bury our feet in the golden sand.

Your hand clasped in mine.

Your laughter fills My heart with joy, My tender child.

Close your eyes, My Child.

Feel the balmy breeze.

The sunlight caressing  you is My warm embrace

enclosing you softly to Me.

Your saddened smile looks innocent, precious child

with the golden sunlight illuminating  softly your hair.

You look like an angel walking along beside Me.

The summer sun drying your tears.

Oh, don't cry, dear Child.

Don't linger any longer in your guilt.

Let go of your shattered dreams of yesterday.

Let the  summer breeze carry them higher and higher from you.

Sometimes, in the wintery days of your life,

you may not always understand how

I'm working this out for your good.

That's when you have to learn to trust Me, My child.

And know that I will never desert you.

You long that I have arms to hold you close.

Arms that hug,

a shoulder to cry upon.

But I am real, dear child...

I am seen by faith.

Like the fallen snow in the night

isn't seen until the morning.

So is my love.

We will have eternity to spend together.

Then you will see me as I am.

O Run ahead dear child...

look on the waters.

It is I, dancing in the sparkles, winking at you.

How I long that you would  see me.

My affections are always of you.

Tonight I will paint you colors in the sky.

With pale shades of red of My undying love.

When storm billows roll like the  waves in the sea,

I am your silent companion,

Unseen, unheard...but always near.

You are so precious to me.

I call out to you in the distance...

Like the mourning dove looking for its first love.

At times I tap you on your shoulder,

hoping to have this dance.

but the cares of the world calls  for your attention.

Yet, I love you still, dear child.

I love you still.