Flowers To Be Friendly
I found the flowers to be friendly
Even though I am old and spindly;
Body grows old and seems so tired
And pretty soon will have expired.
Yet much for me God did endure;
Gave me His love which is pure;
He has saved my once lost soul
And along with that made me whole.
Keep all things simple, short and sweet
And again one day when I will meet
My Master who is always in command
I then will begin to understand.
But as for now accept I must;
Have faith in God and also trust
Him who meant so much to me
In whom there is no fallacy.
Bolivia, NC firstname.lastname@example.org
I just wrote poem at church this morning.