The Blessing Moved On
I felt it was gone
The blessing moved on
The pound is all fished out
You can hitch your line with the most luring bait
but there are no fish presence to relate
The Son is present over a new place
Opportunity swims in a bigger lake
Reel in your line
it's time to relocate
I felt it was gone
The blessing moved on
It time to fish in a different place.
Written by Stephen J. Vattimo
May 26 20017
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