I woke up this morning with hitching hand and rhythmic head (poem in my head, no a metal condition) so I decided to share with you guys. Sit back and enjoy
If only Your Love was to be earned
How deep my Life a hole to mend
My Life was worn my dream were scattered
But still You Love and only Catered
If only Your Love was to be earned
For all my hope most surely rend
For who am I that I should gain
My life of debt were ever green
Darkness was only my inner parts
Death only was my surest fact
A peasant fading piece by piece
But still You love me bit by bit
Thanks for Dropping By.
Do have a Great and Loved Day Ahead.