January 16, 2024
Although it’s bitter cold outside,
I pray my heart is warm inside.
I pray it’s never hard and cold,
Remaining soft as it grows old.
A tender heart, a soft refrain,
Leaves memories that long remain.
A gentle word will oft’ prevail
When harsher words at times will fail.
I pray I keep a softer tone,
A heart that never turns to stone,
Convey each day my love and care,
Through words I find to pen and share.
I pray your heart stays tender, warm,
When winter days bring cold and storm.