Water
Who fears the rain fears cleansing streams
Where goes a river, stagnant and unclean
When a friend sobs with a friend, love blooms
Was there lots of water on the moon
Warm water has been my trusted friend
When nicotine had to come to an end
Why did Noah admonish the crowd
Weather forecast stupendous storm cloud
What would we do without our water
We who stand in need of a Savior.
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Copyright © Iris E. Sankey- Lewis | Year Posted 2015
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