Tired of Rhyme
Tired of Rhyme.
Tired of rhyme much of the time.
If only my light would shine.
I’d think it so divine
With Gods love more than mine.
The devil might not think it so fine.
Only to put me in a bind.
Life would not be such a grind.
Nor the need to come from behind.
All my Love would be so kind.
My streets of life so lined.
My life would have but one sign.
Life being sweeter than wine.
Not ever being a swine.
Copyright © John Hardison | Year Posted 2016
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