Hello Justin Poem by James Wakelin

Keep writing keep praying
keep seeking the truth
the diet of life
is the way for the sleuth
and animals captured
that have all gone astray
all dont come back
when the wind changes gray
so keep praying keep asking me
how do you say?
the light of life
the risen clay
so to bed now both of you
and give rest a chance
didnt once prophets foretell of that day
the cheque in advance
and rise from the ash and the storm and the heat
you have stories to tell
and classes to teach
happy happy happy will that day when we meet
over a glass of mulled cider
and an autumn day treat