E.D.D.I.E S.M.I.T.H Poem by Eddie Levert Smith
E.D.D.I.E S.M.I.T.H
Everything that is done,
Doesn't mean it's gone,
Doesn't mean it's won,
It means pay the cost everytime,
Everytime to be the boss.
Save,
Many once,
I'll save many again,
This man name is Jesus,
Helping you everytime you need a hand.
Monday, November 30, 2009
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