Monday, November 7, 2016

Poem



One day today my freedom at last
One day today life is like glass. I see who I was and no words can describe. No longer a man I am left to abide.
To this world I am futile to this world I despair. But in heavens accord am seated right there.
Right there is my life seated in Him. No more to exist no more to begin.

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