Waiting, by George Chow
For good dreams come true i awaits.
How meeting Jesus is to endure life.
Believe in Jesus and Jesus will come.
Heaven knows neighbors are the same kind.
Yet the forgetful vanity of life reminds.
The joy is cautious when we are together.
And the way you look is a lot like my memory given.
Then just to remember it was good to have understood,and
as waiting for the coming truth.
|Posted: 2016-02-20 03:52:50 UTC|
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