Sunday 29 December 2013




EXPECTATION


That my eyes see not
Any blemish anywhere
My new year’s hope

That my ears hear not
Politicians’ tongue-lash
My new year’s hope

That I do possess
A low-profile nose to smell
My new year’s hope

That my tongue utters
Thy name in pleasure and pain
My new year’s hope

That all do I touch
Be not without Thy sweet Will
My new year’s hope

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