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THERE IS LOVE AT HOME

 


                                         THERE IS LOVE AT HOME

Let these words resonate in your heart no matter how much you try to doubt it

Repeat them over and over again till it all makes sense to you

Know that there is someone who fully knows you and deeply loves you

He will carry you on his shoulders. You’ll never have to stumble or fall

 

That fierce and relentless type of love that leaves you in awe all the time

That sweeps you off your feet and renders you speechless

The kind you don’t even have to beg or plead for

It is always there. All you have to do is look up

 

When the realization hits you of how much loved you are

You’ll begin to wonder what you did to earn such magnitude of affection

Then it occurs to you again

You couldn’t even earn it no matter how hard you try

 

Only if you could see yourself through your creator’s eyes

Oh, how much loved and adored you are

How highly esteemed he thinks you are

You’ll then know your price is far far above precious rubies

 

You won’t ever have to solicit for this type of love

It flows freely without any restraint or control

When you find yourself about to look for it in all of the wrong places

Just tell yourself these words

There is definitely love at home

Plenty, plenty of it.


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