This book has been my whole life in the making. It contains the work of a free spirit, patient in tribulations, yet, ever optimistic touching the promises of God.
As the psalmist so eloquently phrased it: "This is my story, this is my song. Praising my Saviour all the day long."
Please savor one of my favorite compositions.
Déjà vu, A Song of Love I saw a gazebo in my mind Where I once stood with you Beneath a flourishing vine. The weather was oh, so balmy, And the mockingbird was singing so fine, That the reverie thought stills me, chills me, Thrills me. And lately, I've been seeing angels in my sleep. Dreamt once night I saw an angel weep 'Cause I'd lost my well beloved. Dreamt of angels ascending Jacob's ladder Two by two, Who magically and mysteriously knew That I adored you through and through. Déjà vu: the song is you. And now night slowly descends upon me. The wind whispers of a dove in love. God help me from your throne above. I must close now, my love. For my eyes are getting misty. But sugar sweet, oh mi amour, Your kiss shall pay me back and more.