Joshua ©

In the midst of the battle
in the midst of the storm
in all of its fury
I kept you from harm.

Through the eons of time
I hid you in the shadow of my wings
In my secret place in my pavilion

If it wasn't a soldier
it was a helpless child
a forgotten senior
an abused wife
a homeless person
crying in the night
and all dressed up
and no where to go.