An empty heart, an empty space <br /> waiting for Jesus and His grace. <br /> Waiting and wondering--not knowing what <br /> it was waiting for--that empty heart. <br /> Then Jesus came and filled the space <br /> that was waiting for His love and grace. <br /> Now a grateful heart praises God above <br /> for His Son, Jesus, and His love. <br /> Could It Be? Could it be the angels <br /> flying softly through the trees <br /> making the leaves to flutter <br /> and stirring a gentle breeze? <br /> Could it be God's hand of love <br /> that reaches far and wide <br /> touching everything He sees <br /> across the countryside, <br /> changing all the colors <br /> of the flowers and the trees <br /> to bright orange, gold and red <br /> from pink and blues and greens? <br /> Could it be His love for us <br /> that gives our hearts a song to sing <br /> as we look upon a newborn babe, <br /> a tiny flower, a bird on the wing? <br /> Could it be His heart of love <br /> calling out to you and me <br /> from angel wings and birds that sing? <br /> Could it be?<br /><br />Eileen C. Moulton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-empty-heart/
