Sandra E. Myers Poems

Floods, famine, disease and crime,
Does it show the end of time?
Asteroids, earthquakes, tidal waves too,
The Scientists say will be here soon
...

Little hands and little feet, He's crying for His mother
Come to Him and hold Him tight, for there will never be Another.
Growing hands and growing feet, busy working for His Father
Teaching in the temple, telling of the living water.
...