I miss
coming in the back door,
over the worn wooden floor.
I miss
the beauty of the birches, even when they turn
into a colossal task.
I miss
the boathouse.
I miss
exploring in solitude
places where man has met the sea.
I miss
the sunsets which remind me
that God's still in the business
of wowing us with His creative majesty.
For by him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible ... all things were created by him and for him.
Colossians 1:16
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