Not Let Each Bed Bug Bite
Not Let Each Bed Bug Bite
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should start having Horn Haiku.
Many things I left behind
Any of them cannot find
When all are combined.
At church I was wined and dined
God always is on my mind
Being very kind.
Lost things God gave back again
Even saved my soul from sin
My face wears a grin.
May have been sad, wept then slept
God still promises He kept
And sins away swept.
Here is my prayer poem I will
Use and God dreams does fulfil
Pretty daffodil.
This is for Bonnie who is waiting for
Spring to see God's lovely daffodil.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
PS. God will not let each bed bug bite.
So you would become such a sad sight.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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