Shunway

Shunway
2-18-18

Proud to sit and stare
Not enough as to step outside myself
And admire the books upon my shelf
Although each change today amongst people I haven't seen before
And a big step of faith
Some call it righteousness
I call it reverential trust
For dust O, I must
Sealed in our Salt Lake working as state director
Our Shunway a man on fire and ran overboard
Forward in the midst of change
No one else could understand me
When I say, "O, why!"




Trial Of Miller
2-18-18

As Hyrum proposed
The bar thank God was closed
It must needs be that I write to you
And pray for a good night with you
Amongst the Avalon Peninsula of Newfoundland
The small and the great are there
And they love me just the way I am
As to look for it as hidden treasures
For our dues without pistols
As I rejoice exceedingly
Hoping to touch someone
As to see the glimmer in your eyes
Still purloining produce from the skies
I want the whole world to know
In changing my life in a hundred twenty-eight days
In the trial of Miller...





Temanite Revisited (Eliphaz)
2-18-18

It never hurts to ask
Even when words complicate the task
Smell first then taste and make not haste that makes waste
Among mighty men wherefore we withstood the Lamanites
And swept them away out of our lands
Not always the wise way
Thank you for your support on this one
It's a sign not to run and hide in spite of insecurity
That takes the place of pride
Speed up Janet and pray for the entire planet
Like a light hidden from me
Blessing doth but bidden me
In the white cliffs of Dover
Good trip!




Zwick Quick And Gables
2-18-18

Still peddling but not soliciting
Still meddling as to come so many times against us
For leaders of mighty net at Atque Vale
All is up for sale for trout to impale
And her book in the mail
Got to keep on moving
His mercy is the mighty healer
Even to the wounded innocents abroad
Never free from pain and heartache
The only thing awesome about me is Jesus
Glad to mention His name
Have a good service brother and I'll have mine
And never mind drinking turpentine
Something was to be right
As I plow my way through into the night
Still repetitious....