Handled Mare with Care Horn Haiku
what we will look for
what waits for us at the door
will be more and more
weather may be bleak
when to God would speak
Him will always seek
what God would suggest
you will score high on my test
always do your best
truth has passed us by
in legalism up tie
much of do deny
when God rode a mare
slick and brown would be his hair
handled horse with care
Jim Horn Haiku for You
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