6 August 2025
i hear your cries of such dismay
your fleeting throats cry each day
I cannot see you but in my mind eye
i'll bring an image when I die
to heaven's gate and as I sigh
my foolish deeds, and unkind speech
and there by that blessed entrance reach
my Lord's sweet face and ask him why
heaven's birds must always sigh
in this broekn world's eternal sky.
l, ivison copyright 2025
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