Michael Gale

Rookie (? / Chicago Illinois/Oklahoma City.)

God's Prayers, Now Answered, By Storms So Unformed. - Poem by Michael Gale

A raining of dark'nd clouds approach my way...
A forboding weather'd darkness of one windy day, may just be able'd and play.
A'running for cover'd protection t'will instill me to attend this stay.
Af't all winds were alloted a dismal display...
That well received wishes pushed up skywards by words of pray.
All prayers to God, were answered by God in an all peaceful way.
Storms have passed for all down below...
Not one droplet of moisture, was lowerer'd.
N'ee'r even any such snow.
These-God's words-Answered, we now acknowledge and do know.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 24, 2006



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