As I look up,
I see Your sky.
As I look down,
I see Your ground.
I go inside,
Knowing what I'll here.
A biblical sermon,
That'll bring me to tears.
Oh, why do you leave?
I can't comprehend.
But I bid you goodbye,
Brother Jim.
As I look behind me,
I see church-goers' stares.
As I look in front of me,
I see a preacher that truely cares.
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Book of Poetry
PoetryThis book of poems were created by my best friend from school, she asked me not to say her name :P ... She is SUPER good and I asked her if I could put her poems on here so ... Here they are! I hope you enjoy! :)
