Being On Beach
Being on Beach
Being on Beach sure was such a delight
While there up into the air flew a kite
Watched waves washing over soft sand
As over horizon for short time had scanned.
Sunset was terrific and beyond all belief
For one more moment which had been brief
Thought that I saw Jesus's face in a cloud
With bright smile yet still seeming endowed.
We were all looking from a long pier
In a few seconds His face did disappear
When again we returned to very same place
We could no longer see or find Jesus's face.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2014
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