There is a word we know called thought,it can come to us without being sought,we can start with the
letter o,and then from this onwards go,unable to view it but it still shows up,in places where you can see its meaning,imagine rain without it teeming
thought can have some inner,or overt leaning,can we
go through life without our dreaming,somethings i
can never grasp,or hold it ever fast,for suddenly it has gone past,may recover what it meant to say,
it might come back again to-day,good thoughts must not lose,bad ones only thus confuse,best left alone like useless refuse,i pray my thoughts may
stay good,live each day like i know i should,
for GOD IS SO VERY,VERY GOOD.
PLEASE ENCOURAGE AUTHOR,
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