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Blooming FaithFlowering Faith I see that my mountain is moving away, All because God makes everything ok; Being with Him all things has a potential, Accomplishing in this life that's essential; If you have faith that starts out as a seed, God will nourish it and for it grow indeed; Our faith evolves and grows like a flower, That God nourishes our soul to empower; The flower grows bigger just as our hope, Such beauty as it blossoms when we cope; The bee comes and pollinates our bloom, As we use our talent for others in gloom; My faith continues to bloom day and night, As the Lord nourishes me with His delight; Such a prize winner my flower is a beauty, For I serve the Lord performing my duty; Others though who may not feel as sure, About their flowers not letting it mature; One of weak faith that will wither and die, For their life strayed and has gone awry. Richard Newton Sherrer Copyright ©2003 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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