A While Ago

A While Ago A while ago he had been here Then into the night did disappear Never to ever be seen again; At end of each prayer we say Amen. This is how Jesus lived on earth And for what to you it may be worth He will return again one day Which is what the scriptures say. On crusted cross died for you and me So from our sins we could be free; Soon will be in heaven with him And all the angels and each diadem. Hope I did right thing by leaving And with my poems was not deceiving; By God from group I was meant to be Me and my silent soul finally set free. When I write this poem I do perspire Then will go on to finish its entire And when I arrive at very last line I'll know that poem is God's and mine.