When I saw the skies all a smoke
As the surrounding hills did char
I wish now that in me it had awoke
What but now has gone from me afar
Like words as a dream that has passed
Gone my fleeting memory
Until some day when upon it I cast
As part of my history
All we learn on earth will come back
Restored- and for evermore
Though, for now it's something we lack
We can train and extend and store
Studying the gospel is like- Catching a double rainbow; Each drop of wisdom reflects light- Hinting there is more to see and know!
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