Written by Emily Harstone | November 9, 2017
Last time better than the first.
A roomier living room–no echo.
There’s still life in the end.
Surrounded by golden wonder, he wept.
Suddenly his eyes focused on Jesus.
Am I just another uniform plantation?
Waiting for it to happen again
Ending journey where the trees kiss.
His camera is powerful than pen!
to capture re-emerging freedom, he stood
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Last time better than the first.
A roomier living room–no echo.
There’s still life in the end.
Surrounded by golden wonder, he wept.
Suddenly his eyes focused on Jesus.
Am I just another uniform plantation?
Waiting for it to happen again
Ending journey where the trees kiss.
His camera is powerful than pen!
to capture re-emerging freedom, he stood