*ON THE SEVENTH DAY OF CHRISTMAS*
On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love sends to me
An autobiography she crafted for me
In the story,
There was no resting for me…after-all it was not the creation story
Sorry, the creator had created His creatures like…
The potter puts the pots in the pans
It was time to enjoy
The joy of knowing that my true love really loves me
She chose me before I knew what love was about!
When I was in my past, wandering without bearing…
He accurately located me without hearing
Without a map, He positioned me where I am today and set my feet on a rock to stay
As long as I stay in her presence, I am able to enjoy the fullness of my true love
On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love sends again
Again, again and again
Without airtime, I talk to my true love with an unlimited subscription
Need I say more?
KingMyers
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