When All Is Grey

When all is grey outside
and I would like to hide
I will call to You
and You will prove it true
that You love me.
Your love is so great,
love me,
Your love won’t abate.
Love me,
Your love’s deep and pure
and all my frailty
it will cure.

Poeticshine 2011

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