Not Offend Any Friend
Why do good things reach an end;
No one would I ever want to offend;
Always will be your favorite friend,
Which is what I always did intend.
My love is like a lovely, lonely bird;
Much sadness has always occurred;
Blessed being in God's great herd;
There are trying times we endured.
There are some things we propose;
Up to heaven like Jesus we arose;
And aware that all things God knows
Protect us from enemies and foes.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2022
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