In The End I Thought Of You Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

In The End I Thought Of You



When I look up, I expect to see
The moon,
Flowers from the sky rain down,
On me.

If all the love I had from him
Buckets would I need.
And of all the hearts she ever broke
He lead me to the sea.

Being Catholic,
Heaven's not for girl's like me.
A place I cannot see.
But he said and when parting then,
He said he'd wait for me.

Friday, November 11, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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