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 Sir Ricky's Inspirational Poetry Corner

My heart does not have any pride,

Nor do I have a haughty look;

No great aspirations inside,

For writing a bestselling book,

 

For myself I have no concern,

About things that are beyond me;

Just want to be able to learn,

More about what I cannot see.

 

For I am composed and quiet,

Like being held as a child;

No wishes to start a riot,

Like snowflakes that have gone wild.

 

A child that is feeling content,

Remaining so quiet and calm;

Nothing that causes me torment,

While God holds me in His palm.

 

Hope in God now and forever,

As He has quieted my soul;

It is love that will not sever,

That helps me in reaching my goal.

 

My heart has not been lifted up,

My eyes are not raising too high;

As I drink coffee from my cup,

The place that I will occupy.

 

Surely, I must start to behave,

Putting all my trust in the Lord;

So, He rescues me from the grave,

Not to forsaken or ignored.

 

Things too marvelous and great,

I am unable to construe;

Anticipation to wait,

When I can bid the earth adieu.

 

But God has quieted my soul,

Like a child who is weaning;

Maturity to reach my goal,

On the Lord I will be leaning.

 

From this time forth hope that the Lord,

Will guide me the straight and narrow;

By remaining in one accord,

For reaching a new tomorrow.



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