CHRONICLES OF MORROW
O my friend, there is a bright future ahead, A crispy sunshine tomorrow, The saucy taste of the an aroma filled better days. The future sings "Jesus you love me too much ooo", While stoking the flames to prepare a spicy indomie of hope. The pepper is much, but the pleasure is sure. My fingers trembled as I wrote this earlier, It's a short one, a promise to keep. However, it's a sure fact that; Tomorrow we will smile, Tomorrow we will sing of God's glory and faithfulness plus mercies. O my friend, tomorrow we will dance for joy. Joy unspeakable with smiles from a bountiful heart. All this, if God permits. Now my friend, be grateful for yesterday and today, But tomorrow is for the better. PAWA (Smiles) -----------