In Gentle Service

In my mind, where dreams are knit,
Where the past unites and present sit,
I visualize the coming days
In hopes that I may change the ways
Of those who travel down the roads
And carry heavy burdened loads.
May their issues be addressed
So their lives will then be blessed.
Let this ensue; give me the key;
I’m here, O Lord, please send me.

Barb Gedman