Must Make Do
Must Make Do
Is interesting how tide goes in and out
Never caring what things are all about
And in the middle does become slack
Changing direction and coming back.
Saw ripples, swirls and a reflection
While I wondered what was the connection;
Many shadows there happened to be;
When sun is gone will it miss me?
Into darkness, shadows did disappear;
At this very spot, it happened here
A poor soul to a cross was nailed;
To listen and hear him we had failed.
There was a message in Jesus's voice;
Come with Me and you will rejoice
In heaven where My Father waits for you,
But for now on earth must make do.
James Horn
Bolivia, NC
jthorn5656@atmc.net
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2013
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