Somehow to get this out.
Some to get this down.
Not playing about.
Not playing around.
Universal flash of insight.
Of how we got this right.
Of our wills to be.
In our father’s victory.
Dancing in the shadows.
Sprinkling love around.
Hand delivering souls
To Gods lost and found.
So it seems I'm letting it loose.
Rollin on with loves display.
There's no wondering aloud
Or silence of doubt.
That to spread Gods word.
Is to feast on blessings,
Our father has served.
Fennigan T
5/22/10
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