SECOND LIFE BREATH
SECOND LIFE BREATH
By Arley Steinhour 060616
Oh, what a day this day has been,
Except for sleeping, plus, napping between,
Went to the Doctor to 'Follow Up' visit,
All went well, until, I pointed to large-back-zit.
I'd taken of my shirt, so I'd remember,
Twas, large and red, as Red-hot-ember,
The Doctor and PA-Assistant jumped right in,
To 'Excise' and Drain, and look for a 'Twin.'
My luck held up, as there was only One,
Stuffed with gauze, the battle was Won,
My, 'Red Volcano,' will take time to heal,
From inside-out, when final scab, will peal.
Also, 'Frost-the-Cake,' so to speak,
I'm now allergic to Pollen's 'Tweak,'
All of my life, free from Allergy-Sneeze,
But this last week's had me on my Knees.
So, my night-time blower, hums all day,
To keep Sinus open, for Mind to Play,
The day is beautiful, through tear filled eyes,
And, when awake, my Praises, still fill the Skies.
I thank God for giving me 'Second Life Breath,'
For 'Mortal Discipleship,' this side of death,
I'm holding out, for the 'Flight,' most feel 'Evident,'
When 'Church-Bride,' Gone, Prophesied and Eminent.
If ever a 'Season,' had importance to mankind,
In these 'Day's of the End-Times,' you must find,
Look up to the Heavens, Accept 'Bride Price, Paid,'
Without your Choice, again, be not, 'Satan-Swayed.'
AMEN
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