Hill's Of Heaven Poem by George Samuel

Hill's Of Heaven



Beautiful heavens
Ancients pretty sapphire
To thee shall all gentle ravens
Perch upon thy glory aspire
Whiter colonies
Some made of blue
Awsome colours crafty shining hammonies
Some sing of snow
Call it heaven
Call it paradie
All unto himm with blissfull even
Falliing flat and paralised
Onward shall thy praises rise
From stares and galaxy gaze
An unending wonder thy prize
For when light perch to set thy countenace ablze

Thursday, May 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: glory
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