Freinds Poem by Mark Beal

Freinds



Freinds

I am no poet
but my freind
my freinds
lays down my life for you just a little
every time I post
and Iknow that he seems to be small thing upon this earth
but the truth is
that this earth is but small thing unto him
with grace and wisdom he has discerned the course of our ways
and all nations are but a shadow of his prophecies
and we bring hope
and we bring dispare
and we all bring our truth to his table
where he discerns distant or faithful
and my freinds inspire greatness
for my freind

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