“Weeping”
cji
4/25/17
How
often my mind weeping
tears seemingly
slow seeping;
Calling
to family friends oft
begging them
to look aloft
hearing
the whispers soft
carried within
by the waft;
How much
now to be lost
terrible
now to be cost
family/friends
so tossed
unable
traditions crossed;
Here the
Gospel to know
eternal families
to grow
Father’s
Plan to show
Again my
tears to flow;
Please
try to see the view
accepted
only by the few
words in
the sands drew
scriptures
written true;
Journey’s
seemingly in vain
unable to
share in this bane
this pinnacle
and this quoin
weeping my
tears as rain;
Tears
seemingly slow seeping
how
often my mind weeping!
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