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Growing Up SpirituallyWhen I was a child, Acting sort of wild; For I loved to play, Rather than to pray. As my biggest joys, Being of all my toys; Spent hours of fun, Holding my toy gun. It was such a pleasure, In seeing my treasure; Especially the horn, On Christmas morn. Now that I have grown, Jesus has really shown; How to put my toys away, While I kneel as I pray. He gave me new insight, In having seen the light; With a new life to live, That is eternally to give. Richard Newton Sherrer Copyright ©2006 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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