I Made A Cross On You:
’16; an age one feels alive,
Young and charming…
I paid no words then, I paid no words now,
For I have lived you the way I should have,
With grace, mercy, fulfilment,
Tears, sadness, pain,
Happiness and joy.
I failed not myself but I gained,
As you came to say goodbye.
For I have learnt thru you to be braver,
To see ’17 for me goes greener,
And I’m happy I made a cross on you…
Graced ’17; I am here!
Work for my glory I beseech you.
****Happy New Year*****
(c) Rufus Brughs.