THOUGHTS OF HIM

I always knew He died for me

Upon that dogwood cross

And wondered how He could withstand

The burdens we had lost.

But now I lay here in this house

With death beside my bed

And thoughts of Him keep flowing

Back and forth inside my head.

I'm coming up to meet you Lord

And kiss your tender hands

Where once laid all the burdens

That us humans should have had.


by EXSENO