Post No. 789
Babies’ breath, talcum powder,
Eiderdown, a fluffy cloud,
Floats on high in a clear blue sky.
Innocence and purity
Should grow into maturity,
But, no, he may lack integrity.
Evil creeps in through the door –
What on earth is he waiting for?
Takes advantage while he can
To profit from the greed of man.
The sweetest dreams have been and gone,
Lost, unfounded, one by one.
But redemption is there within his reach:
Listen to the pastor preach,
Take heart and rue the day
When Satan came and hoped to stay.
©Denise G Allen, 08 April 2015 06:07