Horribly Hot
Many things to myself I have thought
Here in Carolina it is so horrible hot
Yet humming birds still come to out door
Looking for food and trying to seek more.
Have spent all of my money and am broke
And someday soon I will eventually croak
Lots of things I will have left behind
Within sight or may be hard to find.
Look for a long time and try and see
If there was someone following me
To heaven when I was on a true course
And behind will never leave any remorse.
So happy on earth my wife still will stay
Then here in heaven she'll be here one day;
We will look behind and take one long last
Look at all that had happened in our past.
James Thomas Horn
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Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2014
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