Things build up like daunting walls Demands from others constant calls My speed now matches slippery crawls Even my speech makes sounds like drawls
The joys I seek are harder to find Seems folks have forgotten how to be kind What used to be pleasure is now just a grind If it don’t get better I’ll go out of my mind
We’re promised one day this will all end That’s why the Father His son did send Those who deny he will always offend But believers have hearts he will mend
‘Til then the narrower way is mine To the broad way I am so blind But others I’ll help to get in line So they won’t be like those left behind
good day everyone im looking for steve leverton is he still posting here
alfie
hello – re your post last sunday please pm and i will get back in touch heres a direct link
kind regards
j dentims