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Christian Poetry


Friday, March 18, 2011

Solace


  • If this should be the last time

    I could pick an Easter bloom,

    Or walk in mossy wayside lanes,

    At least I shall enjoy this day,

    And when light and sunshine wanes,

    I'll place the Easter lily

    In a Window of my room.


    There's always a last time, my dear,

    When one can pick an Easter bloom,

    A last time to walk in fields and lane;

    But if one can see the beauty

    In a walk through moss-grown bowers,

    There'd be peace and sweet contentment

    In the last day in one's room.

    By; MEV

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