Pilgrim's Prayer
Past the meadow, 'cross the sea
Lie lands of opportunity
A home to both the brave and free
Long I've prayed, and now I plea
As I approach on bended knee
That you will sail away with me
Pack your things and quitely flee
Lock the door and leave the key
Long I've talked with God, you see,
"If just us two, myself and she
could find a place to worship thee
My weary heart would burst with glee
I knowing that we finally
Had reached a land of liberty,"
Don't be fooled. These are much harder to write than they look.
~ Adam B.

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