Heaven Shines on You
Get rid of the blues
Put on those shoes
Got no feet
Swing your arms to the beat
Arms no longer there
Lift your face up where
heaven shines on you
covers others’ tears
with morn’s fresh dew
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2024
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