Early Morn
On a early Saturday morn
When the rains end
And the cool fresh air sets in
I will be thinking of Heaven again
And forget what might have been
Waiting still Christ return
For all have lived there lives
On this earth called home
Forgetting about yesterday
And what might have been
For it was lived
And gone with the wind
Copyright 2012
Betty L. Hobbs
Copyright © Betty Hobbs | Year Posted 2012
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