Angel wings under the Sun, fluttering below
glowing haloes of gold, Harp music playing
God's everlasting Gospel tune of love, ever
so eternally cherished, by all, young and
old! Skies of blue interrupted only by a
bow's covenent with man, promised no rains
of floods, As scattered down upon man's
land and flowers and all the plant's own
buds! Noah's Ark survived all the rushing
high waters, Man did so wish, that there
should have been around many a blotter!
God did so dispatch, his very own son, To rid
Earth, of all bad sin of each man's evil
idea's of fun! A Sun drenched sky, parted
for storms of lightening and thunder, All
had succomed to water's drowning, as well
as without air while being pulled down
beneath, as under!
Michael Jeffrey Gale
Copyright ©2006 Michael Jeffrey Gale
Michael Gale
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