This world holds shaded shadows
of what we can see in Corridors of Light
When looking past our jaded tomorrows
and DUMP ! this Endless Night.
And all our faded sorrows
with echoes of torments and blight
DIE ! at the foot of the cross
where my Jesus won the fight!
by Laura-Lee Rahn
Alberta Canada
The Truth with Love,
Always Laura-Lee ✝️🇨🇦
For you brave souls ...
LINK to more of my poems at my All Poetry "Laura-Lee Was Here" profile
