A Special Delivery Letter

A poem by Angie Brown, Guest Author

What kind of sister would I be,

Had I within my pow’r,

A wand to strike and shed some light,

Before the ‘leventh hour?

What is my wand? ‘Tis words and prayers

For ones I hold so dear,

For time is racing oh so fast,

Mounting, my human fear.

Are my beloved siblings all

Safely enclosed and stayed,

Within the arms of love and truth

Of Him, the One who paid?

What kind of sister would I be,

If ne’er I said one word,

Or gave a thought of care for mine

Of Jesus, Savior, Lord?

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