Poetry

In church alone I sat.
Not letting my soul get fat.
There in a vision did I see.
An angel walking by me.
With the grace of God.
Her soul on solid sod.
Me, I was frozen still.
Only the preachers shrill.
Broken the moment spell.
Visions of heaven & hell.

2007 from 8HOP.com

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