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FLOWERS AND THORNS
DEAR Lord As I kneel praying today I look toward heaven for you. And I ask your help as I go my way and always my foot steps to guide. But then I remember you are always right here by my side. Clara &&& &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& &&&& We Start our life's journey the day we are born. Some times there are flowers some times there are thorns. &&&&& The flowers are the happy times when the sun shines on our life. The thorns are the tears when fate brings grief and strife. &&&&& We were not promised all flowers we were not promised all thorns. As we grow old in our life we find the flowers and thorns have followed us on the path we have travailed since we were born. &&&& Some are born in a bed of flowers and some in a bed of thorns Some say our destiny was already planed and some say the flowers and thorns were planted by our own hand. &&&& Be happy if your days is full of flowers and life has been good to you. if you have thorns in your life and don't know what to do. Don't give up just look to God for help He is a wonderful Gardener he will plant some beautiful flowers for you &&& &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& Poem by Clara Strickland Brinkley acountrygirlspoems Clara's poems all rights reserved && &&&&&&&&&&&&& Vote for this poem
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