Entries from November 2013 ↓

The preacher liked to walk around And talk to those he’d meet in town. When he walked, he’d pick a street, Just to see whom he would meet. He liked to watch the human race, The smiles or frowns on each one’s face. To every one he’d tip his hat. He’d stand all day and […]

Oh, he wanted to go but he didn’t have time. After all, not to go, was it such a crime? His intentions were good, when he promised to go, But at the last minute he would always say, “No”. And God wouldn’t notice, from his lofty perch, If one single person never had time for […]