Bliss
Bliss,
My joy,
My gladness,
You make me smile,
You make me hopeful
For the glorious promise,
For the heavenly abode
Where the crown of eternal life
Is in store for the children of God
Who are the true heirs of the priceless prize.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2021
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