| Not A Love Poem But... Spring Time Is Here
Today is not just another day,
Spring time is here.
As I walk along my way,
I stop in my tracks with fear.
I know God loves me very much,
To give me such gifts as these.
I need to feel and touch;
Oh, God please?
The pastures of green,
Flowers of the purest red,
To me it’s the most precious thing that can ever be seen.
I feel a rain drop upon my head.
The clouds are moving faster now,
And taking shape quite nice.
After seeing those enormous mountains Lord; How
Are we not to pay a bigger price?
As I look through my window,
The rain begins to pour.
Then I see a sparrow,
And my worries of tomorrow are no more.
So I lay in my bed so peaceful,
Hoping that I may not think of tomorrow as just another day,
But to think and remember all of the beautiful
Things I saw that May.
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Amatures built the Ark. Professionals built the Titanic.
-Mark Lowary
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