I wear a robe of sparkling white, the feel of it is heavenly.
The best part (and the worst) is that I'll never forgot where I got this frock.
I was broken with robes of brown, wearing cuts and bruises from all the wrong ways I had found.
Stained and tattered, i wasn't much to see but Still One looked at me so lovingly.
He was perfect and He wore a crown, He said he had been waiting for me to be found.
When I tried to hide my tattered frock- how He responded was a shock!
This beautiful Master bent on one knee and with one loving glace he switched robes with me
..what a beautiful disaster.
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