Just thinking,
about childhood days,
as I listen,
listen to the falling rain,
how we would climb,
into our tree house,
and play monopoly,
all day long.
I knew some,
were less than honest,
as they moved around,
quickly around the board.
Sometimes I long to,
long to have those,
happy moments back;
I realize one grows,
and makes mistakes,
as we travel this land;
so let us place our lives,
with the FATHER,
who knows, always knows,
what for us is best!
~ Winston Staples
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