Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday a day to reflect
Besides the choc and all the going on
Religion is calling strong
I think of the times I needed
I would pray and feel a warm hug
I did not pray on happy days
I turn to God when life not well
Why not turn on in a good spell
We are his sheep in rich meadows
Head bowed down plenty of good grass
Only when the grass runs out do sheep
look about
Copyright © Niall Fulham | Year Posted 2017
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