My Loyal Friend
Apr 27, 2003
How lonely he must be. Anchored to me by bonds of love for the One Who created us; masterpieces in transitory ruin. Watching charges dulled with grime is a weary task; Uncompensated and solitary. Eighty-six thousand four hundred times a day -- Do guardian angels feel the length of a second? How painful it must be To wait for a gaze of recognition from eyes unable to see. Thank you seems so paltry; Too cheap a recompense. Intercessory prayer is the best that I can offer; with my love, and hope That God will bless him. My loyal friend.
Peter Falkenberg Brown is passionate about writing, publishing, public speaking and film. He hopes that someday he can live up to his favorite motto: “Expressing God’s kind and compassionate love in all directions, every second of every day, creates an infinitely expanding sphere of heart.”