My Final Hour Poem by Aldo Kraas
My Final Hour
So many times I kept
Telling God to give me
My final hour
That was when I was in my darkest hours
Of my life
But God never gave it to me
What was the answer that he wanted to offer?
Maybe the answer is:
Don't be forced to do something
That I know that you are not ready for
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4/26/2024 8:37:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
you have shared god's wisdom with such sweet simplicity...wish i had more to read