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GOOD MORNING SOUL next
Good morning, soul,
Today, I’m going to write
You a poem my mind
Suggested to me last night.
Relax, my soul,
This poem will be
One of joyous tears
Of the two sons I miss;
Sons that gave me such bliss:-
This poem flows itself with keloid
Memories of those loving times,
Canvassing how God could
Could have so pleasingly
Wanted them both back:-
It is not a poem
Of wailing lamentations
Of a broken, painful heart;
Rather, it’s a praise to God
For all the crazy fun that we had:
However, my dear soul,
This poem could never cover
All those wonderful short years
That filled this old heart with such joy,
Flooding its aged orbs with grateful tears:-
Yeah, the Lawd giveth,
And the Lawd taketh away:-
Bless’it be tha name of tha Lawd,
Each and evah day, He shared
Those sons He sent my way:-