Untitled 7 Poem by Mountain Man

5 across the sea.
A life uncertain
as love is life as
the old man did say..
She only has time
for & maybe someday
she'd walk towards me.
Me, a dead man in sin.
Sin doesn't knows its bounds.

As the angels dis sing
their songs.
It gives this home a warm
feeling.

A loving King we all do
wish for.
But does our wishes come forth.

Don't close your eyes.
or the night begins.
Begins the horror of
never knowing.
Knowing the tear that I cried.
A love never to deny.
Deny the fact that you've
never seen this love before,
{contin, later.}