Let's meet at McDonald's
and eat your favorite food,
I know you've been craving hard for them—
For it'll make you feel real good.
Let's take a walk at intramuros;
A place of your dream date,
Let's spend our time wandering
around it's historic walls and gate.
I would love to get lost in Netherlands,
If we'll be on those tulip fields—
At least, for a moment in our lives,
A part of heaven was revealed.
But the best place we could ever be,
And the best of those plans,
Is to travel and worship God,
on the different churches so grand;
You promised to take me there
if time would just permit,
And that promise will forever be
just a promise unfulfilled.
Your words still lingers in my ear—
I still hear your baritoned voice,
Whispering another promise to fulfill;
that in another life, we'll get our chance to rejoice.
04•15•21
10:27 PM
—Crissy Morsel
Apr 15, 2021
Apr 15, 2021 at 10:44 AM UTC
Let's meet at McDonald's
and eat your favorite food,
I know you've been craving hard for them—
For it'll make you feel real good.
Let's take a walk at intramuros;
A place of your dream date,
Let's spend our time wandering
around it's historic walls and gate.
I would love to get lost in Netherlands,
If we'll be on those tulip fields—
At least, for a moment in our lives,
A part of heaven was revealed.
But the best place we could ever be,
And the best of those plans,
Is to travel and worship God,
on the different churches so grand;
You promised to take me there
if time would just permit,
And that promise will forever be
just a promise unfulfilled.
Your words still lingers in my ear—
I still hear your baritoned voice,
Whispering another promise to fulfill;
that in another life, we'll get our chance to rejoice.
04•15•21
10:27 PM
—Crissy Morsel
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