Beguiled; bewildered was I this man of simple and deep thought.
Young in years, yet an old soul and a old spirit doth she posses.
Her eyes shine bright as the morning star,
Her smiles are like unto the lights of distant lands afar.
Grace follows her like a spring rain bringing forth the usurping of God’s golden grain.
Meagan is a teacher of dreams for she sees tomorrow,
She see’s today and even in her youth she knows others sorrow.
So may the light of the Lord light her way,
May He pave her path with stones smooth.
And may nothing, yet nay deter her from her dreams this day.
J. Allen Wilson © 12/8/3013