Jesus, tell my Father. I wanna be His child again. Tell Him what my name is. In case He's forgotten. . Tell Him I'm the woman at the well, drawing water.
Claire had all but given up. When she and Edwin fell in love. She touched his face and shook her head. In disbelief, she sighed and said. "In many dreams I've held you near.
Dreams drift away like leaves on the water. They roll down the river and slip out of sight. Too many times we do what we ought. Put off 'til tomorrow what we'd really rather do tonight.
I need to go down and wash my face. Deep in the river of my old home place. I need to walk in the waters, that once gave me life. Go over and walk the old railroad tracks.