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[title] => Still, We Are Your Children…
[time] => 2002-11-04 06:30:00
[hometext] => At times, I feel down, even depressed. Then I see more of how others have it worse then myself. I may have it rough, but others have a heavier cross to bear... Lessons to learn and live by... our lives are interwoven to one. In unison, we can achieve so much more...How we still come back and pick up, even the road so rocky and unsure... Still, We are His Children...
[bodytext] => How I look upon thee for guidance
To lean towards your open light There for me always, the pain, sorrow wiped away Somehow you know when I had enough To see certain events unfold to me I’m unleashing thy mind selflessly The souls who stand before Thee Have withstood more then I Those who have done acts of faith Not for an audience of all But done so, without knowing it was to happen So, You show to me, how faith works Take the little man I see in the park Sitting on the bench, his bed for the night Or the old man, asking for money in town The young one scrounging in the garbage, still, Your children I walk by them, almost daily, sometimes wishing more for them How guilty I am for not always helping them Sometimes, I only have a few coins But them, they have nothing to spare So you see Lord, I am sorry For not being all of me, This trust you put in all of us Isn’t all what it should be. There are so many who lie, cheat, steal To act like those poor souls, to make us hesitate, instead of giving to them Please forgive me, for I should see more insight See the real poor people, know who they are They are those who do steal, lie, cheat, for still, they are your children How you must grieve for them, for us all who don’t understand I feel selfish for just doing what I can Perhaps not enough, for inside I cry The tears not just on my cheeks they fall But my heart breaks for what I cannot always do for those less fortunate I know I cannot heal the world, for it’s too large a task But if we pray, and just work together, pray as one The power of that prayer, whatever it may ask or be thankful for I know Lord, you do hear it, but more so in us all, in unison Still, We are Your Children… Amber Rose Yeager – November 3, 2002 [comments] => 4 [counter] => 191 [topic] => 19 [informant] => Rose [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )
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