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.