RED.
I don't know what I'm doing...
~this is a improved version of my poem...
Sometimes if you have something to say...
O Lord, I am not worthy....
You claimed our scars as yours...
Yes mom yes
Jesus is the best...
To god i give glory
because of god's will i have a story...
As the waves roll in,
Upon the sandy shore...
He freed us from sin by dying in our place,
and for this I will share his love and grace...
I had a dream,
On this past night...
What awaits our souls after deaths icy theft?
Is forgiveness granted from evils horrid depths...
Im calling out to you can you hear my voice?
And if you can hear it when heard do you rejoice...
For every time they striped your back,
God gave me a smile...
Listen!
As I listen to the the falling rain; I love that...