Kiss the King
\nBy Charles McCullagh<\/p>\n
In the corner, so many years.
\nEyes so tired, he could foresee.
\nThe light came soon, shock of the call.
\nStand together, ashes to sea.<\/p>\n
How do you know, when it will be,<\/em> The images soar, the booming laugh. How do you know, when it will be,<\/em> A modest start, receive the gifts. How do you know, when it will be,<\/em> Little ones come, the glow of pride. How do you know, when it will be,<\/em> Kiss the King By Charles McCullagh In the corner, so many years. Eyes so tired, he could foresee. The light came soon, shock of the call. Stand together, ashes to sea. How do you know, when it will be, The last time to talk, to hear him sing? It hurts so much, but unaware, Embrace … Continue reading Kiss the King by Charles McCullagh<\/span>
\nThe last time to talk, to hear him sing?<\/em>
\nIt hurts so much, but unaware,<\/em>
\nEmbrace the past and kiss the King.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nGenerous heart, his cross to bear.
\nTempers had flared, mellowed by time.
\nCalls of love, willing to share.<\/p>\n
\nThe last time to talk, to hear him sing?<\/em>
\nIt hurts so much, but unaware,<\/em>
\nEmbrace the past and kiss the King.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nPursue the risks, achieve the ring.
\nSome reckless turns, but in the end,
\nA settled soul, so much to bring.<\/p>\n
\nThe last time to talk, to hear him sing?<\/em>
\nIt hurts so much, but unaware,<\/em>
\nEmbrace the past and kiss the King.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nThe joy is true, stories will be.
\nWalk on the beach, blanket of snow,
\nStand together, ashes to sea.<\/p>\n
\nThe last time to talk, to hear him sing?<\/em>
\nIt hurts so much, but unaware,<\/em>
\nEmbrace the past and kiss the King.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"