'Put Away Your Baggage'
I asked you put away your baggage,
by Linda Winchell
Before you walked into my life.
I had enough of my own to carry
before you asked me to be your wife.
Conquered failed marrages,
those romantic battles in life had won.
I lived in silence through most of them,
But God blessed me with two sons'.
I've learned to lay it at the Altar,
And give it to my Father above.
His healing grace and mercy,
Was my refuge and my love.
I cried myself to sleep at night,
As God rocked me in His arms.
His warmth of touch lingered in that Souls' embrace,
Leaving past baggage, and their harms.