My thirst is for the best
until I get it I will not rest
But these older years
messes with my zest
and pains and aches
do arrive to pest
I reach for the sky
up from the ground from
which one day I'll die
I keep right on reaching
and life keeps right on teaching
even the holy man preaching
will die in the dust
one day be burried in the crust
but reach we all must
Reach for a dream that
keeps on fading
trying to steer clear of
evil trading
Barely staying above water
wading
Trying to ignore the thunder
knowing for sure one day
I'll be sucked under
But life is still a great wonder
even as I stumble and blunder
This book consists of a 150 pages of Christian poetry about the end of time and the Second coming of Jesus Christ not as a servant but as a King, the King of kings. To bring righteousness and peace to the earth and restore the government of God! Peac
(((HUGS))) adn much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
TRASK...
Be always safe,
Karen
Life is a series of stumbles and falls. Your words ring true.
Mary