Cares

When at the cross I humbly bow Pouring out my My anxious pleas Then I arise And walk away Sometimes become Overwhelmed by Cares of the day Then I stop and Picture being Held on Jeus' knee Softly he speaks And calls my name Sara, Sara don't Be anxious again Sit quietly Sup a while rest Softly he says My precious child As I relax In his strong arms I know that he'll Keep me safe Today

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Lynette Chachere

Date: 3/29/2010 10:07:00 PM

Aww. a poem written from a higher place, that we all know.Jesus is always there with you, Sara.no matter what you do, he'll always speak of what is true to bring aid to the next day and your routine or actions along with it.-Always&Forever Lynette

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 3/29/2010 12:47:00 PM

hello, my friend, hello, its good to see you here. sup mail

Caroline Cécile Delacroix

Date: 3/29/2010 11:23:00 AM

Beautiful write, Sara, just right for this time of year to convey. Thanks for sharing and thank you for your nice comments on my poem. Best wishes, Caroline.

Daniel Cheeseman

Date: 3/29/2010 7:00:00 AM

Sara this is so good , warmed my day thanks Daniel, your kinds words on my work are so welcome

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 3/29/2010 6:29:00 AM

enjoyed going to my favs!! Thanks for your comments.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 3/29/2010 5:53:00 AM

Beautiful words to begin one's day Sara and lovely thoughts to absorb within the human spirit..thankxx for sharing.. luv.. Linda-Marie