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My blind eyes are dim and confused
yet from a birds' eye view,
I can see the signs of the end of time.
I hear the faint whisper of the wind
spread the news through the trees!
I watch as the apple worm stretch his body by faith
peek around, listen for that Angelic trumpet sound.
My blind eyes are dim and confused
yet from a birds' eye view,
I can see the signs of the end of time.
I hear the nestling in the tree, chirping happily!
Little birdie in the tree, hearken unto me!
Don't be shy take to the sky, Is the master coming by and by?
without fear, she dance a demonstration in the sky.
She shreak through her trumpet beak "Soon, soon, she said,
our creator is coming back soon!
lenoralove@poetic.com
Lenora Love Whiteside
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