Poetry Man
In a heart that rings and sings
A melody of common things
Of love for her I met not long ago
Of things slept through I can't let go
Of Him I serve though faint at times
His light on me upon does shine
A better man than once before
Just once upon a time still stored
And then again the writes for others
Written by Him to love another
A simple task if we'd just lean
Upon wisdom and faith we'd wean
Words more His than mine describe
The need to be and not to hide
The truth written to say before
I leave this place and her adored
Childish thoughts and innocence
Writes of sighs and His presence
Thoughts of love had then not now
Another word to show just how
Though poetry less than some others
I draw pictures upon another
That know not me but in the end
Will come to know, some time theirs spend
Someone gracious would label me
A poet of sorts but I simply
Share a piece to you and yours
A peace to share, if brief come tour
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