A heart that is young
Will never grow old.
A heart that loves
Will never grow cold.
A heart that is rooted in the right place
Will always be kind and full of grace.
A heart that is always open
Will find itself in everything it meets.
A heart that reaches out
Will be a heart that receives.
(1974-1979)
Today I dedicate this poem to a dear long-time friend. She is affectionately known to me as ShaSha and has been my best friend since we were 4 years old. Even when friends don’t talk every day they often have a special bond that allows communication on different levels. And Sha and I have that bond. This poem is from my youth and I share it today with love for my ShaSha. May the burden in your heart be lifted. I love you!
God Is I Am 