You, Father Ioann Poem by Liza Sud

You, Father Ioann



For the whole month by him I’m locked up,
He away from my house doesn’t let me go,
You, father Ioann –always are the first one,
Who comes to me fo help and you save my soul.

Saturday, November 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: thank you
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