A Cross to Bear
How could it be
That a cross to bear hath me
I toil with my choices so deep
No solution is their to keep
Cross to bear is mine
Should that be surely fine
It weighs down on my shoulders
Alas it soon may fold us
Yet when I think of when
I’m crying out “no more”
I think of how you bore
That cross for us and swore
I love you it’s my score
A Cross to bear
30th November 2021
Sponsor Edward Ibah
Copyright © Angela Tune | Year Posted 2021
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