Heaven Baptism Poems

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Details | Free verse |
Under your heavenly gaze magic appears perfect 
a thousand whispers sail through the oceans current 
each wave warmly echoes of a sun filled promise 
Our time is held when precious jewels they glimmer 
every breath gasps breathless holding dearest soul
where the silken ribbons circle around a gift tied 
wrapped within angel rays floating inside heartbeats 

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2017




Details | Free verse |
Opening the door to Pandora’s box where chaos descends
As the wickedness of the locusts descends upon this world 
giving birth unto passions that have no heavenly equity 

Craftily-constructed plausibility draws away the inexperienced mind
held captive within the wounds of prejudice that are licked by a splintered tongue 
while our Lord patiently awaits with outstretched loving arms pierced deeply

Vain genealogies born of arrogance in an allure to the simple minded 
unable to distinguish evil falsehoods from truth they stumble on nevertheless 
brass mixed with sliver shines falsely bright to the deceiver and deceived 

Error in judgement their blasphemous and impious opinions spread venomously
In an allure of reality where more true than then truth itself beckons mendaciously 
souls of Our Savior colourless in creation for the divinity of heaven is not of this earth

Almighty transparency transcends in all earthly traits eclipsing a complete deceit  
His Excellency most sublime radiant Gem gleams of eternity for all mankind
Whom when asked gives the Precious gift of His Blood through Grace unconditionally

a co written piece by Donna Loughman and liam mc daid 

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2018

Details | Ballade |
                 
                 Wave a sea softened
                  and a pain and a tenderness
                   throw dreams in fascination
                   of the blue.
                   And let shave the waves of
                   Your eternity , oh, weigh
                    above me,
                    oh,weigh a  coast of years.
                    Carry far in azure, spiral
                    ships,
                    with bulging little abdomens,
                    flutter with mahagony pinions
                    and already in vain  expect you
                    to stop the scales harbours 
                    with hot flames for You are
                    open.
                    Far away, far away ,far away,
                    stretched string,
                    heart and frank await the 
                    hymn of June.
                    All sea sisters are dressed in
                    mother-of-pearl garment
                    embroidered of kiss of 
                    eternity. 
                    In the morning hunts them
                    fishermen and revive with
                    breath of their man’s hands.
                    In the evening girls wash 
                    their black tunics,
                    in their blue hearts,
                    their feet white ,who cadge
                    heavy chains.
                    The night is squeezed enigma
                    and ugly,
                    predatory like a bat pecking
                    of scarlet fig.
                    Sea sisters, sea sisters,
                    remember His steps 
                    which go through you noiselessly,
                  and ou swing like
                  bloody wine-
                 hold in His fingers Herod,
                 Pilate washes his hands,
                in Yours heirs
               and they bristled like winter
               icicles bristles of innoncent blood .
               There at Golgotha 
                hearing terrible cry,
                blood gushes like
               wounded river disappear
               like Easter roses,
              in weeds of flushed 
     preditory crowd,
     to open way of
     saving.
     Who is He?
     Do you heard 
     His name ?
     He is Messiah,
     God’s anoited
      Jesus Christ.
      Like little sheeps,
      clouds of candy floss,
      they welcome festivaly.
       Barefooted are feet 
      of lovely swarthy steps
     of the sun, came to bow,
      before You , Creator.
      The sea throws his 
       magnificent silver flesh,
      blue like heavently lace,
       to swallow all stars 
       only Bethlehem’s
      stays inextinguishable,
       pretty like uncreated
      like an apple of not 
      born girl.      

Copyright © Nina Mindova | Year Posted 2012




Details | Verse |
                                     Crystalline 
                               Waterfall cascading
                     Nature's teardrops dance in unison

                          Small prisms
                 Gathering the Son's light
          Spirits rise as water cascades down

                                    A rainbow
                             Appearing in the mist
                  An ancient promise that has been kept

                                         I breathe in
                                   Exhale with a prayer
                          As a single crystal teardrop falls



Nette's contest stuck in my head, I had to come back to submit this poem.
Written by: Richard Lamoureux November 3rd, 2014.

Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2014

Details | Ballad |
I wake to the morning comforted to be by your side 

You carry me through......

Armed with your lessons of doctrine 

I could not have traveled this far alone .......

I do not know when

I do not know how

But......

In You......I Just Know........

Thank You My Lord.....



Copyright © Ninette Carey | Year Posted 2016

Details | Haiku |
In this humble place,
This very moment You come;
Glorious indwelling.

Copyright © hija de la luna | Year Posted 2014

Details | Classicism |
A short poetry of Parascending by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare

                                                Aviated parachute

 Parachute parachute you flying so high.
 Like an eagle you swing in the sky.
 Flourishingly Waving in an air.
 Your skill astonished me, Take me away !

 A play of lustrous rainbow colour.
 Cascaded by a Blushing rain.
 Sensing the rhythm, flower‘s crimsoned.
 Making me feel excited, Take me away !

 Inspiring me as you without wings swiftly aviate.
 Fortunately you have a flying glance at this amazed beauty of the earth.
 Give me one chance some another day.
 Move me away, Take me away !

 People will greet me, when myself Joe will be lime lighting in the sky.
 Viewing the artistic magnifying creativity, beautified by arduous earthborn 
 mortalizing persona‘s.
 my itchy feet, move me away, Take me away !

 screaking high, conveying regards to almighty and pray for celestial peace.
 Ohhh my spice jet please take me high.
 For the god‘s sake make me fly.
 Take me away or else I will die !

 By,
 Madhavi. Suyog. Pagare

Copyright © Madhavi Sarjare pagare | Year Posted 2013

Details | Cinquain |
Heaven Reaching Down


Silence

Moment of gold

Holy majestic kiss 

Heaven reaching down to save man

Rapture

06-05-2015



A Modern Cinquain poem written for Sara's Cinquain contest.

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

Details | Lyric |
GOD IS HERE!

Embodied is the mind.
The brain personifies.
I’m alive.
A big girl has become a woman.
The world may say I am nothing.
God says I am somebody.

I climb to ascend.
I went up to come down.
I bend my knees in prayer.
I open my mouth to song.
If I fail in goal, I did try to bring peace within.
Clearly, God and I are in unity.

Safeguarding the things that are important
Making the Lord the highest priority
Wearing the armor of God in all battles, strength is given by Jehovah.

Ascend to climb.
Come down to go up!
On bended knees, pray.
Song comes from mouth.
I shall not fail!
I shall be healed!
To those that desire unity, God is here.

Before and after thoughts have become, the past provides insight.
It will burn if I do not take care.
A blaze of light and I lack fear.
The need to know stands.

May God deliver souls!
May the Lord make all of us whole!

I descended to climb.
I am calm to be profound.
Praying to God through song, knees I bend.
I shall not fail.
My spirit forms.
God and I are one.

(ORCHESTRA/MUSIC)

So I climbed to ascend.
I went up to come down.
So I bend my knees in prayer
I opened my mouth to song.
I did not fail in goal.
I did bring peace within.
Clearly, God and I are in unity.

I ascended to climb.
I came down to go up!
On bended knees, I prayed.
Song came from my mouth.
I did not fail!
I was healed!
To those that desire unity, God is here.

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2014

Details | Concrete |
Something is being said

across the whole world.

Something is being said

for all to hear.


Something is  being spoken

for us to be awoken,



Something is giving us life

to beat all this strife,



Something is being loving

to heal our pain and sorrow,



Someone has given us a new tomorrow,

Something is being said,



He is saying take His hand

He is saying forget the trials for they take you far,

Far into a land where life is left unknown,

He is saying, I am life,I am the true vine,



take my hand and we will live in eternity for all time,

for all days and you will learn my awesome ways.



Written by:©Betty Bolden

12-4-04

All poems are copyright!©

Copyright © Betty Bolden | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |
I Held Mary’s Hand 

I held Mary’s hand as John covered his face,
So still,
At Peace,
Faded are the slapping sounds of the whip against his flesh,
Gone now are the shrieks as his crown was pegged into her child’s head,

I felt her hand, as it twists into mine, 
Warm,
Dry, strong to the touch.
As the arms release, her grip is firm, ridged,
As if hers are the spiked arms being released, free from pain

Her tears roll, 
Silent, still,
As her son is now

Shrouded body moves like a holy ghost,
The linen and cotton, dotted with the sin of man,
Mary awareness, that they not know what has been done, 
The future,
Presented in their presence and decided with each lash mark,
Each step of the walk with 300 pounds of wood nailed to fashion the Christ cross,
Foretold this day to her,
All the years before

I held Mary’s hand as we walk to the tomb of our King of King’s.
I see her resolute,
No fear of our future,
Brilliant in the light of God,
Mourning the natural, 
The body,
Her Son, her boy, her baby
Now Devine providence for us all,
In his sacrifice,
Her sacrifice, as told to her all the years before, 

I held Mary’s hand,
As the Stone closed,
Sealing in the body, 
Releasing the spirit of the Christ-Child,
Tears dry by the kicking sands and dust of which all men will return.
Stoic we look upon the dotted trail,
Our long winding road back thru perdition

I held Mary’s hand as she leads me,
Pulls us to our destination,
Alone,
Resolute our steps gain purpose.

Divinity and destiny intertwine to our hope’s yield,
Everlasting Salvation. 

Step by Step,
The confidence and purpose,
Re-delivered as if the Spirit, 
Advising of the greatest of gifts,
By God,
Would be delivered from Mary,
As the vessel,
To one day go back to the Alter of God,

Each step rekindles the awareness,
Realness,
The divine need for all this to happen,
For the upcoming Majesty,
Behold the power of Gods mighty hand,   
As told to her all the years before, 
In the light of the spirit, 
Of the holy divinity to come

I held Mary’s hand 
As we eat unleavened bread, sipping from the cup,
Waiting and listening, the shock of her son’s disciples,
Explaining the sight their eyes will not believe, 
When the arm extended,
 Hands open and out,

I held Mary’s hand as we move past time, space and place. 
I show her the words of her son, spreading across the lands,
I show Mary the hymnals, 
We hear the choirs of angles singing, 
Wrapped in their robes,
The praised sounds that are holy ode’s of joy

I held Mary’s Hand,
As we enter….
Together seated next to God.

Copyright © Mike Liquori | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |
Those gathered in the upper room
To tarry and to pray,
Were changed in an instant
When the Holy Spirit fell that day.

Fire from Heaven sat upon them,
And they all spake in new tongues.
The Spirit came like a rushing mighty wind,
And a new day had begun.

Copyright © Betty Butler | Year Posted 2016

Details | Pastoral |
Who Shall Save This World?

Who shall save this world?
Who shall bring peace in this world?
Who shall end up corruption among people?
Who shall find Treatment to various diseases in this world?
And also bring democracy and civilization to an end,
 If this is civilization!

Everyone ask these questions
People are now glutton - their hands seem short.
They can’t stretch to the underprivileged, 
Yes to the destitute.

So is there hope that those in street shall come home
Hope for maize meal to turn back to cob one day?
Faith for the bed riders to be horse riders one day
Hope for the disabled to be abled
The deaf to hear first the twittering of the birds,
Crippled to win cross-country race 

Yes   there is hope,
And there is redemption.
There is only one Man, who is going to bring peace in this World, 
There will be neither left nor right during his reign
So brothers and sisters let us put our hope unto Christ as to be saved tomorrow
 
My Hope is unto Jesus 

Copyright © ANDREW DAMOTO | Year Posted 2015

Details | I do not know? |
Shackles
Chains
The list of names
Waiting list
The sinners insist

Cuts 
Bruises
Blood lines and silent cries
Confession
Redemption
The death that saved lives

Self inflicted scrapes
Self directed hate
Beauty of no debate
Hell is your miserable fate.

Copyright © Madison Marie | Year Posted 2013

Details | Verse |
HEAVEN IS AGLOW!
Doves will fly in the sweet by and by. The angels will sing upon entering divinity. Chariots of the Lord's Army have brought in righteous souls. Heaven is aglow. The horns are glorifying the Lord. The drummers are superlative. Munificence is the atmosphere. Heaven is glowing. Gloriously they sing. Rejoicing divine and the rapture magnifies. Resplendent with wings, they soar. Heaven is aglow. The bellow of God in the most deific form delighted the universe. His spirit is felt on earth. Who would have known that the Gates of Heaven are open? Heaven glows. Sermonizing in her Cathedral, the doves came ushering in. The voice of the Lord possesses sylph. Via the Holy Spirit, she shouted the doors are open. Heaven is for all to seek. Beatify! Beatify! Beatify! Beatify! Doves will fly in the sweet by and by. The angels will sing upon entering divinity. Chariots of the Lord's Army will bring in righteous souls. Heaven is aglow. {The doors of the Church are open!!!} _________________________| PENNED ON AUGUST 21, 2014! FORM: ANAPHORA

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2014

Details | Verse |
I was once kissed by the sun
Caressed in oils my breasts bathed free
like growth in my womb
kissing the moon
Capturing my true essence
unmasked, plain, pure

Naked in love my insecurities 
gave birth to my esteem
But then I became free 
from the taunting and ridicule of 
socieity's template of me
by adopting a new personality
One that reflects the real me

I like poetry I like to sing
I understand my spiritual need
I like love
I like the breeze
I like rhythm and passion
and long lasting nights of 
random acts of sensual moments that 
awaken parts of me previously repressed
The love I feel  is so unrest

I was once kissed by the sun
It's power gave me light and enabled my writing to become
spoken words
leaving footprints on the ink in my pen
Some of thoughts escaped through actions of sin
Unspoken words just thrown away 
Never spoken, or written again

Awakened by the sun 
all drenched in it's heat
Praising it's soure of power 
and embracing humility
Giving what I have to give
Learned to let go it's easier to forgive
We strive for riches but lest we forget
the richness of the sun
Each day be thankful for his son

Copyright © humble b | Year Posted 2011

Details | I do not know? |
      SECOND COMING
Yours in the blood that set us free
we come in honor as it be
to bind in love straight from the lovers heart
the one called Christ the thief has torn apart,
and hoped that nevermore they'd see.

At mid of night when sings the song
about the right and of the wrong
we enter into dreams, and through your breast,
straight to your heart where life meets ev'ry test
and keeps you living faint and strong

and begs out for His loving hand
just as all time has ever planned
to Save each soul in Jesus for the day
His swift return will sweep us all away
where ev'ryone will understand.
    © ron wilson

Copyright © Vee Bdosa | Year Posted 2013

Details | Classicism |
The shadows over take my mind at times

but your love stands so true for me

it takes care of the pain I feel

but when the shadows call it seems so loud

when your soft whisper is covered by clouds

Why so faint is Thy voice for me

did I fall to hard inside this hole



Do the clouds stand so close for a reason

let me out of this season of darkness

let me hold Thy hand inside mine

keep me warm and fill my heart



I love the way you touch my face

when the tears fall and you open your warm Embrace



Your truth is all I need to live

a true life for all to see

your hand and love guiding me



But I can't walk this road alone

I need to hear your voice inside

I need your touch so very much



I see the pain and feel it to

I need your love to lift the blue's

Take me now and use my life

Help me Lord, to escape the strife.



Written By:©Betty Bolden

Copyright © Betty Bolden | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |
It's not a cult:
It's a Savior saving my life.
It's a Savior saving your life.
It's our Savior saving our lives.
It's not too late.
It's never too late!

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2012

Details | Rhyme |
To the Earth Below
I am Heaven and follow the flow
Perfection you do not own
It comes from me the Lord and I am letting it be known
There are no little I’s nor little U’s
To Ministers who preach my word
It’s all about salvation that should be heard
Don’t shutter aside my sheep whose my praise
I am the Lord God who has amaze
What I control I can command to stop
Remember Heaven is above and I reign on top
Your eyes think you have truly seen
I am the true assurance of been
My Church believers feel they are already Heaven bound
But have you encouraged others in making the praying sound?
Round and round you thought, but salvation is what I Presented and brought
Be my Ambassadors and continue to encourage my word
Are you listening as I want to make sure I am heard?
Words are continuous
Living on uncertain terms at a moment’s notice
It’s my teach in everlasting will
All this during uncertain times in still
Heaven is an award and make sure you fit the bill.

Copyright © ANTHONY BLAKE | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry |
When we go to heaven will you dance with me

will you finally see the shelter you provided

the love you showed for me in time

your hand in mine so freely wide

When we go to heaven will we walk along the sea

hand in hand you and me

Will we see Jesus together and feel free

so close to Him you and me


When we go to heaven can we walk the streets of gold

He paved for us


I see the time in my mind so clear

us walking side by side

so free and so near


I will look for you one day above

when we go to heaven we'll be free

you, and me and Jesus,


Us Three...



Written by://©Betty Bolden

11-15-05

All Poems are copyright!

Copyright © Betty Bolden | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |
Nick came to us a broken man in need, dying of cancer,
realizing that to get right with God was his answer.
Knowing God could heal, but if He chose not to do so,
he needed to make sure that he was ready to go.
And so his journey back to God, he did begin
by coming to the altar to repent of his sin.
He followed through with what was preached and advised
that for remission of sins, in Jesus’ name he be baptized.
Down into that baptismal, into a watery grave
washed in the only name that can heal and save.
He was admitted to the hospital the very next day.
It seemed clear to us that he was slipping away.
But of God’s wonderful mercy I can truly boast,
for right there on his hospital bed he received the Holy Ghost.
How God and the angels in heaven must have been so thrilled,
Nick lying there talking in tongues as with the Spirit he was filled.
Although not healed physically, in the hospital he passed away,
that’s not the end of the story of what I need to say.
His finish is a happy one that miraculously ends well.
Through his obedience to the gospel, he triumphantly cheated hell!

5/26/17

This took place over 10 years ago. I still rejoice that Nick was ready to meet the Lord! The photo posted is Nick being baptized.

Copyright © Carol Connell | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |
Degenerates & subjugates 
Nothing really deteriorates 
Living life in magenta & chartreuse
Trying to cover over the bruises
Caused by silver-white lies

Negating the ending
For the sake of feeding
The all so encompassing 
Heartfelt alibis 

Gravitating towards the fable
Resounding through the Taj Mahal
Told underneath the kitchen table  
Heard through the majestic macaw 

Throwing stones at the glass ceiling
We call self help, we call healing
Writing secrets in the sand
Hoping one day they'll understand 

Regenerate & propagate 
We stand at heavens gate
Waiting to be let in
Hoping our holiness outweighs our sins.

Copyright © Skyy Allen | Year Posted 2015

Details | Dramatic monologue |
Oh! Lord give us a mighty revival!
We need your constant touch!
In order to keep us  pure and holy,
The sins and passions of this world,
Make us unclean and filthy,
We need a mighty revival,
To keep us ever renewed and fresh,
Like the waters of a flowing river,
We should be filled with the upsurge, 
Of gushing waters that rock and roll,
Over and keep us in constant movement ,
Filled with thy holy spirit,
Ever renewed, recreated and refreshed,
To be fit for thy kingdom!!

Copyright © Jesudason Atputharajah | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |
I ducked I dove I dodged the rain
Here I stand above the pain
I kicked and cried for far to long
Yet it made me wise it made me strong
My life was empty it was dead
With the worthless tears I shed
Now I live now I dance
Here I take my second chance
He gives me hope He gives me life
He helps me through the horrid strife
Christ is real I know he's here
My life is won, my path is clear
Now I learn, now I grow
To break away from the flow
The world will fall and He will rise
He knows our sins, He knows our lies
You will not run, you will not hide
The day He comes back for his bride
For it is written that on that day
The saved will live and the wicked shall pay

Copyright © James Cottrell | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |
I was never and
Still not my birth family's favorite 
Although it hurts believe in
Christ makes all worth it
Feelings ignored 
Faith in Christ persecuted 
Blamed for things I've never done
No gang leader ever won
Because I belong to Christ God’s only Son
In the book of Ecclesiastes 
There's nothing new under the sun
The FAVOR showed me that no
Evil won at Calvary's Tree
My eternal life is sealed
As long as live to let every hater
Know that my Jesus is real
You take the FAVOR away from me
Unfortunately enemies he didn't 
Choose you to see
That his righteous fix
Already won the battle victoriously

Copyright © Akilah Babb | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |
ELECTRONS OF THE ETERNAL LIFE
Birth is  the origin
From there forth
Ageing starts,
It acquires a negative sign.
This ends up in a death,
Defined  as seventy years,
A hundred and ten,	
Forty
Or even hours after birth.
The opposite side
Of the same scale 
With birth as  the origin
Is the eternal life.
It acquires a positive sign
This starts with birth
 And goes unknown length
At infinity!


An atom of life 
Has birth with a zero sign
As a neutron.
It has eternal life
With a positive sign 
In that nuclear.
These are constants.
But the shells
Are made up by ageing.
Through them
One receives or looses
Electrons
When reacting
With the element God.
If the outer shell
Looses electrons
It is pronounced as eternal life. 


If the outer electrons are 
Lost,
The outer shells adopt
That same tendency,
They slowly fade out,
Literally termed
As the growing seeds of the evil.
The inner nuclear
Shatter
And a strong atomic heat released.
Literally, the unquenchable fire
Which burns individuals
With a varying degree
Of strength
According to one’s
Atomic number,
Literally talents offered to him,
And
According to one’s deeds
Both in secret and in light.


If the outer shell receives
Electrons from God,
Literally the blood of Jesus,
The humanity is enhanced
To the godliness.
Psalm eight-two,
Verse six.
Here,
One is termed 
As the son of God,
A partaker of the kingdom.
This is summarized as
EMMANUEL,
Which translates into
God with us.
A fact!


Copyright © SAMSON MANYALA | Year Posted 2017

Details | Lyric |
Believed
I say this to you
That this you must do;
Believe in your hearts;
And do impart;

It's not concealed, it is, it's...
Revealed

It's truth unto man;
That so it's planned;
Every tongue shall confess;
Don't wait unto your last breath;
With controversy;
Great is the mystery;
He was (is) manifested in the flesh;
Justified in the Spirit;
Seen of angels, preached unto gentiles;
Believed on, in this world (somewhat);
Received up into glory;

It's not concealed, it is, it's...
Revealed

No form, nor fashion;
Nor earthly reactions;
Believe in your heart of hearts;
Is where you must start;
It's not just a feel. . . Revealed

I lay in wait;
For the holy state, rules of conduct conflict;
I write unto you don't tarry long:
Be of good faith and courage;
With controversy great still is a mystery;
He was (is) manifest in the flesh;
Just to save and preserve us;
Angels seen some even heard preaching to the gentiles
Believed on in the world receiving up into glory, glory
It's not just a feel...
Revealed


07/25/02  &  some revised words 09/16/17
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. & Edward Walker
Arranged music by Edward Walker & James Edward Lee Sr.
Taken from  1 Timothy 3:16  &  2 Thessalonians 2:3

Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2017

Details | Prose Poetry |
POEM 38 THE HEAVEN 



HEAVEN IS REAL IT IS THE MOST WONDERFUL PLACE YOU EVERY WOULD LIKE TO SEE & BE THERE WITH ALL THE ANGEL

BEHIND THE LIGHT IN YOUR LIFE THERE IS THE LIGHT AT NIGHT THAT IS PARADISE. 

SHE ALWAYS SLEEP SO FINE AT NIGHT I JUST LOOK AT HER WHILE SHE SLEEP WITH LOVE. 

I HAVE A EVERLASTING LOVE FOR HER IN MY HEART. 





BY:MR. JERRY BIG PAPA WELLS 

Copyright © Jerry Wells | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |
POEM 38 THE HEAVEN 



HEAVEN IS REAL IT IS THE MOST WONDERFUL PLACE YOU EVERY WOULD LIKE TO SEE. 

BEHIND THE LIGHT IN YOUR LIFE THERE IS THE LIGHT AT NIGHT THAT IS PARADISE. 

SHE ALWAYS SLEEP SO FINE AT NIGHT I JUST LOOK AT HER WHILE SHE SLEEPS WITH LOVE. 

I HAVE A EVERLASTING LOVE FOR HER IN MY HEART. 





BY:MR. JERRY BIG PAPA WELLS 

AUTHOR


Copyright © Jerry Wells | Year Posted 2017