Thursday, September 3, 2009

 forget about last year 
and her former sister.
the elder was colder
the younger outlived her
the seasons keep seasoning
weeks end in weakening
cast out your nets on the other side
trust me boys
walk out to meet me
i promise
forgiven.
get ready for supper
the last was so sullen.
The sisters came early
we went to the city
where i became ugly
and forgot my purpose.
'til someone came calling
whose name's in the verses.
i know you'll love Jesus
more than you love hurting.
come on
i am coming
hold on
i am honey
the sisters are calling
come back
or forget us
.

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