Branch poets

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Some Poetry by branch members

Hanging by this silver thread
Tomorrow out of view
I sometimes feel precarious
And thinking what to do
I try to guess at patterns in
The patchwork of my years
Where snow and sunshine leapfrog
Over happiness and tears
But here I sit alone today,
With Jesus, in my room
My questions do not matter much
For he has pierced the gloom
His shards of light are answers
Every moment when I pray
And patient I will hold his hand
Til time bears me away

I love you so much, Lord x
(c)sue brown