not sure about this one..I think the last line has to be re thought..if I may be so bold..I would have done it like this..your words...my 60 years on planet earth..
He comes for me
In the shadow of day
In the darkness of the sea
And in the mouldings of clay
He waits for me
In my final place
For with thee I must go
To see his face.
just a suggestion and detracts from the lymerick factor by staggering the rhymes..cheers..
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not sure about this one..I think the last line has to be re thought..if I may be so bold..I would have done it like this..your words...my 60 years on planet earth.. He comes for me In the shadow of day In the darkness of the sea And in the mouldings of clay He waits for me In my final place For with thee I must go To see his face. just a suggestion and detracts from the lymerick factor by staggering the rhymes..cheers..