Louis Launer
Saturday July 26th
Louis Launer
Saturday July 26th
In whom I do trust.
I wake up to your beauty,
I see a magnificent world,
You are the stone of plenty,
In you, our lives unfurl,
I raise my hands to you in praise,
I knell to your power and grace,
You gave your all on Calvary,
To you I give my praise,
There is nothing I can give you,
There is nothing in you to forgive,
You are holy and righteous lord,
By you my soul does live,
Fear does flee from me,
Strength of armies in me abound,
Although old and fat I fight for you,
And make this land holy ground.
Who can stand against you,
What power fights your rule,
Sin it is all around me,
I hold tight to you my jewel,
You are a precious emerald,
You are a solid rock,
You are the gift of life,
In whom I do trust.
I dream of writing,
A book people love,
A book people admire,
Not one that they shove.
It will be an original,
Nothing like it before,
New York will be calling,
Or the West Coast for sure,
I know that I am ready,
So here is the first word, Murder,
Not sure what the second will be,
I will have to explore further,
You see I am a want to be,
I strive to be like the best,
I have several stories,
Time to put a novel to test.
Oh if only I were like you know who,
Or a certain so and so,
I would be writing all the time,
But I hurt my elbow,
The faucet is dripping,
And the dog needs outside,
Car repairs are mounting,
Why don’t I just curl up and die?
To many distractions,
Facebook and all,
If I were a loner,
Is that Baseball?
I make up excuses,
For not writing, you see,
But after all no ones to blame,
Except little ole’ me.