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A Deep Breath

Life goes on. Nothing waits. You may flail, trip or fall. But all along, He takes your hand. He holds you tall, While with love he rules. And will do past the end.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 1/28/2009 9:13:00 AM
Wow.... either father holding a child's hand.. or God holding life by the hand.. so many ways to look at this poem wow
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Date: 1/23/2009 7:30:00 AM
Subtle rhyming with a pleasing cadence... and such sublime sentiment! BRAVO!! Best wishes, Keith (PS welcome to the Soup!)
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Date: 1/22/2009 12:30:00 PM
Yeeah, it's not intentional just happens that way. And my faith is not always as strong as it seems, but I dread to think what sort of state i'd be in with out it. It helps...
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Date: 1/22/2009 7:26:00 AM
...hmmm....i...this is..and well most of them really...have some to do wiht god...correct?? i envie yor faith...
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Date: 1/21/2009 2:34:00 PM
Great words Leander, I welcome you to POETRYSOUP where you are amongst great company. I invite you to read some of my work...Raul
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