Chapter 28: 28 - The Preacher

Poems for Good MeasureWords: 366

How lonely does it get to sigh in thin air

Let my words melt the winter to your content

Like I'm a savior with lots of love to spare

Preach to you with a purpose-driven intent

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When you're lost you know I'll be thinking of you

Think on how you'll stay wrapped around my finger

Let me guide you on a tour to Waterloo

Your joy won't cease as waves of my laughs linger