Songs from heaven come
In times in our needs
Bad times come around
Still, we plant our seeds
With harvest time set
Cultivate the ground
In our hearts the soil
Weeding out what's found
Process of time past
What planted, now grows
Songs of praises comes
For our heart does knows
Heaven isn't far
In times of needs
Songs Of Heaven Comes
As we plant more seeds
Poem # 1198
Idea 11 March 2011
6:09 PM Upper Room
2nd Pew Right Front
Re read 12 March 2011
Made some changes
Thanks for reading.Songs of Heaven Come
Staying On The Journey,
Susan
No comments:
Post a Comment