Sunday, August 25, 2019

A Sunday


There is something about a Sunday
That makes my body feel alone .
I will talk to my dog all day long .
It is OK to cry in the afternoon 
Rain and feel the pain .
On a Sunday I am not fine .
I will try and hide my feelings
Like a one eye jack with a smile .
I will find time today 
And read from the Bible .
I know I will survive
The test of time 
Because Jesus my soul 
Is in your hands .
                           I Love You All
                           By Brock

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