A thought with a little secret inside

wrote for a friend that was at a crossroad of life

Late, after the sun has set,
I'm sure you are searching for sleep.
Always striving ever forward,
trying to remember with great depth.
The past, present, and you wonder,
can I go again?
This is your secret cry!

Then God sends a friend.


If you count and read every seventh word,
you'll find the key to the message inside.