When we moved up north to colder temperatures, we desired warmer climate with a palm tree in our yard.
I remember the Journey moving forward.
All that God has done to make it happen.
The sorrow and the pain will never be forgotten.
The love, the joy that girder our loins,
The faith the in God who multiplied our coins.
What can I say,
We dared to pray.
And even with our last dime,
God’s is good all the time.