The Perfect

I go to sleep alone each and every night.
No husband to embrace, nor to hold me tight.
No protective man to wake at every sound.
No warrior to investigate when shadows dance around.

But I will sleep in peace for my Savior is always near.
To cradle me in His love and to banish all my fears.
He is the husband I have longed for, protector of my home;
Provider of my needs and tamer of life's rough storms.

© Robin L. Dyer

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