Replying to a comment on:

calling (Free verse) by celticskatermatt1

i heard the phone ring it was God he told that he has a gift for me. i thought about it and smiled, he said" i have nailed my son to the cross" and he spilt hes blood for you. you have to find him my child, find his everlasting love, i thought and cried and prayed aloud. and my heart was lifted high.

zodiac 25-Mar-05/10:05 PM
"nailed" should be "nailt"
"spilt" should be "split"




Track and Plan your submissions ; Read some Comics ; Get Paid for your Poetry
PoemRanker Copyright © 2001 - 2024 - kaolin fire - All Rights Reserved
All poems Copyright © their respective authors
An internet tradition since June 9, 2001