Eleanor

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I met a girl named Eleanor in the corner of my dreams
A saw a gorgeous person by the God who granted wings

A princess never but a queen for sure her covenant on a rock
A priceless drive and purpose and a heart to guide the flock.

The place that I first saw her was in my dreams with crashing storms
Her face towards the fire on the docks derived by thorns.

A place to hang my purpose and a heart to fill my head.
A place to share forgiveness and a truth in words unsaid.

A woman with a righteousness and a heart that never fled.
A heart to serve the wounded and a soul that enlivens the dead.