Sight Poem by Dianne Crawford

Sight



Out of sight; as I let you go.

Many animals will be removed off this earth one day.

Have pitty, that is forsaken.

Repent at the gates, then there will be peace in your heart and mind.

Treasures will spill over; without a price.

Eat as you please when your hungry also be happy and full of joy.


Then rejoice. I'll bring you back again one day.

As I will always remember you in my sight.

Monday, February 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: spiritual
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