That I don't think some of you,
It may be once, or often,
But each thought of you rings true;
And often, I pray in silence,
Asking God to keep you free
From all life's ills and sorrows—
And to let you think of me.
~W. Dayton Wegefarth
That I don't think some of you,
It may be once, or often,
But each thought of you rings true;
And often, I pray in silence,
Asking God to keep you free
From all life's ills and sorrows—
And to let you think of me.
~W. Dayton Wegefarth