Until Life Is Through
Until Life Is Through
When you want to be the wiser?
Is it required that you are a miser
Saving all things and will not share
While people are so poor everywhere.
Like love you surely will only last
Until all of it away has been caste
But if friendly like a floating feather
Be sure to enjoy the nice weather.
When the wind blows and blows,
While in field wheat grows and grows
I'm so sure she will still love you
When your love whole life does last through.
jthorn5656@atmc.net
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2013
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