Gods Tears Poem by JOE POEWHIT
Gods Tears
May I cry for a silent minute.
Lost feelings have found space.
Gone to the winds last song.
Meadow larks fly to a lost place.
Our planet fallen, from GODS grace.
Goes onward into timeless space.
Let me find lost songs of yore.
A whistle blows, by the church door.
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lovely..how would it be if the world slips out of the graceful hands of god..th feeling is brought out well
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5/4/2024 8:34:11 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Like ‘Auto-Writing’ and God’s love comes in ‘yore tune’ if we like to listen [not hear] Ten… [highest here but very meager for the poem] Ms. Nivedita UK