When he was in goodness,
He had a merry heart.
When he was in trouble,
He prayed until he lost his voice.
When he was in happiness,
He sang songs.
When he was in loneliness,
He knelt down for Him.
When he was bedridden,
He cried earnestly until his tears ran dry.
When he was in the verge of death,
He praised God.
When he died,
He brought me to Christ that I was thankful for till now.
BINABASA MO ANG
Mga Tula (Poems)
PoesiaMga Tula is a bunch of poems compiled and made by my vague mind. Some of these compilation of poems were taken from the stories I made. There are also poems made by my cousins and also, poems made by myself. So please, beware of dog. Ay este. Words...
