THE month of may have come,and is now gone,he month
of june the start is on,with GOD'S help will carry
on,hope to count it up to thirty strong,is every day like a ladders rung,climb slowly up until there
is none,could start from ground floor level,or decend below to a cavern lower,the ladder is like
my daily climb,either way each rung is a day,must
watch my step anyway,and thank the LORD,am here to
say,hope to live my life with daily prayer,each day in june there may be a newer tune,the notes i hear these i can croon,in my head until some words are found,these will bring back down to the ground,
till hopefully a new poem have found,to match the sound that is then around.
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