His Gift
When the morning light hits my face I will not hide.
There are days when i just want to let go of my pride.
I am noone special I cannot always win.
But when I look to the heavens and pray he cleanses my sin.
There is no good in me no not one.
My heart is wicked and I am done.
Guilt seeps through like the ground and its dew.
Numbering my days and they are only few.
So let it go and give it to the One.
He who saved the world with the gift of his Son.
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Love After... | 1 | 04/28/2010 |
| Infidelity | 0 | 04/06/2010 |
| Grandpa | 2 | 03/08/2010 |
| A memorable moment | 0 | 12/28/2009 |
| To be tired | 0 | 12/27/2009 |
| This rambling mouth of mine. | 2 | 12/21/2009 |
| I Heart U. | 2 | 12/17/2009 |
| The beauty of the ride. | 2 | 12/17/2009 |
| Think about it. | 1 | 12/09/2009 |
| Hope through the pain | 2 | 12/09/2009 |
| Here Today and Gone Tomorrow | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| Making A Difference | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| Free of Grief | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| Growing Pains | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| Goodbye | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| His Gift | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| Until the Day | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| God In ME | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| Robotic... Peace | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| Godliness | 1 | 12/08/2009 |
| To be free | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| Youth | 1 | 12/08/2009 |
| Walking on clouds | 1 | 12/08/2009 |
| This Need | 1 | 12/08/2009 |
| When wil the bloodshed end | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| The Scent of Spring | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| Diamond in the rough | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
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