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Posted by Jay Olson
May 12, 2013 -
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On days like this I think of you.
Clouds roll over the skies of blue.
You’re the one That helped me see.
The nature of stability.
You told me of our God above.
Your actions proved His word is love.
If only I’m able to pass it on,
Then you will know your job was done.
I was the body, but you were the wing.
I was the kite, but you’re the string.
I was the kite you sent aloft,
I soared among lifes’ clouds, so soft.
In clouds of doubt; the clouds so light.
Your steady string did guide my flight.
Today as I reflect upon these things,
I thank my Maker that you held my strings.
Thanks Mom.~Jay Olson
