A Beauteous Gift - A Joyous Homecoming

Our Lord - a true friend amid all uncertainty - a rhyming poem.

The healthiest stir, and a King on His Throne;
A criminal test, and a blood not forsaken.
Mighty duress, much more prayerful in tone.
Forever, the youth and one’s Home, not mistaken…

He’s joyful, uplifting, and purely divine,
His gut wrenching tears were inured and intact.
A warranted striving, by structure, design.
Our Savior, The Son, was imbued by the act.

Live for - enjoy Him - a blessed, new climb;
The Cross lending evil it’s own final gumption.
A perilous measure endured at this time -
Secured their involvement, and bade His resumption.