~ A Chance To Bloom ~
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Born into this world
much to soon.
Yet love and prayers
are on her side...
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A baby born oh so
precious and frail.
Fighting desperately
for her own life...
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Like a pin cushion
there she laid.
With needles and tubes
to help her survive...
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Oh how she's so tiny
yet she is so brave.
She lives her fragile life
one day at a time...
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Little arms all black
and blue,
Yet she never does seem
to ever cry...
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Tiny little feet all
bruised up too.
Oh the pain that she
must endure inside...
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Down to the chapel
I must now go to pray.
Oh dear God,
Her precious delicate life
depends all upon You...
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When suddenly I heard
His tender whisper say.
"Fear not for every bud
has a chance to bloom."
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by Trixie Love
E-Mail
the Poet at:
Trixie-Love@webtv.net
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Gift for Thee
I love the spring, when things do grow
no effort made, the seeds I sow
even though I sleep, they bud the same
the flowers speak, they call my name
to encourage those, who chance a view
God sends a card, of I Love You
machinery great, the details grand
to make it grow, to make it stand
thoughtfulness there, kindness too
to make a gift, just for you
I love the stars, the night time brings
no thoughts of mine, made these things
some are close, the seaman smiles
some are far, our awe inspires
a structure there, a beauty too
to encourage those, who chance a view
machinery great, the details grand
to make a sight, to encourage a man
thoughtfulness there, kindness too
to make eternity, just for you
The bar is high, these gifts He’s made
I’ll give my life, to learn the trade
my brush is small, my intent is sweet
the colors gray, but the line is neat
to paint my life, in such a way
to be a gift, day after day
He sees my work, an awful hue
and decides to add, a color or two
a structure there, a beauty too
to encourage those, who chance a view
I’ve made my choice, my resolve is true
God help me be, a gift for you.
Michael Steven Snyder
10-23-2001
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