by Janeal Mulaney

Created on: October 08, 2010

Holy Places

Late one night a nightmare came

My grandson yelled and someone came

Not his mother nor was it his dad

God showed up when my grandson cried

He held him close all through the night

He told my grandson he would be all right

Now he tells the story of when God held him with love

He tells people how strong God was, but also soft like a Dove

I believe his story, for I know my grandson would not lie

I believe God held him one night so he could cry

God is everywhere, and everywhere is God

As long as he is in your heart, it is a holy place for God

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