Thursday, November 15, 2018

my work

This Is My Work And Glory
8-28-18

Ready to make the same mistake again
She tells me it's now a choice
As to grow up in all things which is the head, our Christ
As to consider priesthood ordinances and nourishment
Still tossed to and fro starting in unit one
All under the same sun for terminal transfer in transport
O, how I seek the joy of His presence
Even in God that quickens the dead
As all things denote that there is a God
In power, faith and knowledge as to take up the iron rod
Washed by the waves......





Sent Into The World
8-29-18

Yea O Christ that is sent into the world
As are we to bring it to pass the immortality of incorruption
We hope to put on today
O, father of our spirits please describe it
For yourself literally sons and daughters of deity so are we
And we greet Brigham Young for songs yet unsung
Where the Lord hastens his work in His good timing
As we don't always need to be rhyming our purpose
As in Alma to shine bright today
In a free country of high cost for the lost
As to accost for wreathes on fire
O, stay with me.....






As Betrothed To Sheila
8-29-18

Of expansive new view to not include fear into the equation
In another seven page document one commandment to love one another hereto
Hoping to mature for musical recital vital as the keys of bishops
Go far beyond this
As to come to a better understanding of what goes on
In these gaps of space and time given the Word
Wherefore if you sleep in peace blessed are ye even for the signs
Of California's gold mines somewhere in our history
Lincoln on the penny for our pathology....






Pearson Gave In
8-29-18

Of our final diagnosis
We seek a second opinion for R.A.F. pilots emigrated to Canada
But why does it need to be this way when you can have it all
Pleasing into midmorning as to ebb and flow like tide currents
Flooding south California as to march over fields of green
Practicing in nations afar
I will feel the glow just to love you
Back into Burlington our quartet of tenderness for assiduous readers
And poets seen and known as bleeders
In our home ground for medical arts of reckless charm
Fretting as we withdraw for kindness.....







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