Monday, April 18, 2016

Must Be Something

Hello, all.  Here is a brief poem for you to enjoy.

You may get worn
You may get tired
Often in the mud of life
You may get mired

There must be something
About you that the makes
The enemy desire you so
Keep holding on, child
Don't you dare let go.

You may be about
To reach your goal
You never know
Child, so onward
You must go.

Doing What I Can, While I Can,
Alma Jones
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