TUESDAY MORNING
Tuesday Morning Out by the lake I sat on the ground To take a break And before me Shone the sun So, I gave praise To the One Who breathed life And conquered death And gave the newborn babe The sweetest breath He made roses red And violets blue He created you for me And me for you You are my heart, my soul Though we have not met There will be no discord So, I shall not fret Until then, my love I will rest assured For together We are immured Simona A. Brinson
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