This is a picture I painted of my maternal grandparents home,
the house where I was born... I painted it through the"eyes of love."
THE EYES OF LOVE
The eyes of love
Sees differently.
The eyes of love
For you and me.
The eyes of love
To faults are blind.
The eyes of love
Are always kind.
The eyes of love
Will heal each wound.
The eyes of love
Will help you bloom.
The eyes of love
Of our Savior, dear,
His eyes of love
Is always near!
Freda Fullerton
April 23, 2014
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