A wet leaf fell on her shoulder making her jump in fear. Startled she shifted from her hiding place behind the bush
Her eyes filled with tears
Hard to see so she wiped them
Then looked up and raised her hands
She called out his name again and again
Soon her fears were gone
She stood up
Wiped her face
Smiled and continued on
This path is full of potholes
Far to many to count
But with God on her side
She will figure it out
This road she travels
Will eventually lead her home
To a place with many mansions
Surrounded by streets of gold
By
Dwayne Clark
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