I touched her weeping heart, <br />The Leper's. <br />It's pretty warm and no scars to be seen. <br />Then I heard the inner song <br />Like a psalm. <br />'I am on my way to Calvary <br />To touch the drops of blood <br />Lost by our Lord Jesus.' <br /> <br />[Family in crisis the son's lost in the childhood of Jesus; 'Son, why have you done this to us? Your father and I have been looking for you with great anxiety.'] <br />-Luke 2: 48- <br /> <br />To the little girl (Pen pal) in Ethiopia, she requested a poem something about Jesus Christ since a long time in my fading dreams.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/drops-of-blood/
