Little

In the 
   back
of the little
       Pentacostal
       Church
The children
   color and
   Play
and Pray
   in
   Tongues


Little flames
   of Pure
   Fire
ThankYou Father.


When i can
   I bring
   them
   Candy


graydye 11-20-14
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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