Sunday, January 31, 2016

Poetry Sunday ~ Why... die

Nebraska sky by Adam

Matt.  26:35 “Peter said unto him, Though I should die with thee, yet will I not deny thee. Likewise also said all the disciples.”

I don’t wanna die
don’t wanna cry
I want to live
I don’t know why…

I’m in a world
Fingers curled
Words hurled
Clouds unfurled

On a throne
I call my own
Never sown
Always shown

Fluttering mind
Winds unkind
Hard to find
Soul entwined

Button eyes
Starry skies
Sudden cries
Then she dies

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