Wake up people it’s time to come out of hibernation and into the realization of that beautiful swing which turns winter into spring. It’s time to stop sinning and start winning and step into a new beginning.
Time to clean house get rid of all that junk, clean all that bunk out your trunk. Get rid of all the nonsense that’s going through your head, instead let’s sit down and break bread.
It’s time to turn things around for Destiny awaits. Come out of those dire straits for we all can control our fate. See the beauty of the flower walk in the warm April shower witch will bring forth the lovely May flower.
It’s time for life it’s time for love to see all the wonders from Heaven above. So out with the old and in with the new bring a new you into view.
It’s time to get off your duff you’ve been sitting long enough, time to go out and spread your wings, it’s time to soar It’s Spring.
I once was walking in the dark , I thought I was living the life. Thank goodness for Rehab. They started to set thing right, It was there I found The Lord and and saw the Light. Now these poems I started to see and hear. When they come in sight I write. Thank You LORD. Now all the other, the past is, how they put it. Just water under the bridge. GONE. Never to return. Now I am Just a laid back kind of guy, Who's about to spread his wings and fly away to a brighter day.
The rain drops have poured right through my eyes Right again the scars reveals themselves again Shared the broken heart into pieces Wondering the knight might still come Telling the pain it over But pushes hard feeling me I let
I have witnessed your tears where autumn has grown Down into the dark deeps of your bantam eyes Final leaf was left behind when all we’re gone When Frost breeze have sing your last night’s cry Black outlined eyes of
Reached, not yet pubescence: a cloud says, moon was crazy, treading on a forbidden lake of frozen tears. Breaking fast unto death for releasing the doves in sky of hymns. The gametes were weary. Procreation will wait. Let the dark