The end nigh,
To the heavens must we fly,
Many mothers will cry,
Young children, still remembering God, will but sigh…
Sweat running over me,
Still the A/C running too,
The world coming to an end,
The sky changing, no way to of it defend…
Darkness in the day,
Flashings of light at night,
Seeing relatives long since dead,
I awoke from this dream with dread…
CHerry
YER 'END' WAS NIGH ... QUITE SOME TIME AGO ...
BUT THE 'GOOD LORD' DECIDED EWE WEREN'T READY FER 'PRIME TIME' ...
SO - C H I L L ! ! ! DA 'BOOGEY MAN' AIN'T GONNA GETCHA!
Karla. :(
Newfie Hugs, Rose
~Ed~
what our subconscious would
have our conscious face!!
Lady Vivian
Sweet dreams tonight I hope, Ed!
Blessings,
Christine
fee
Anna
Peace
Tony
Love Tinka
Then again, if the Islam wacko's get their hands on something nuclear, could happen sooner.