James Horn Poet Haiku

Sins Still Taint While Artists Paint

First Word in Hope of Glory by Jon Meacham

when our sins do taint
picture of him people paint
was such a good Saint

what we did was next
read Bible in form of test
sometimes are perplexed

pray and God ensue
what we will normally do
may hear cat meow

teach and educate
to God my works dedicate
express and narrate

of various forms
we saw bad weather with storms
while sea warms and warms

truth had been expressed
when the did we were impressed
sinful also stressed

must give attention
to what was their intention
we have to mention

had gone to heaven
many of them there did know
loved and will adore

assume that you know
yet never understood it
why it had happened

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