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Isaiah Mitzy Poem
A mother's love is more than one dad can cherish,
So he gives it to their kids so they won't perish.
Don't take this Mother's Day and give it away,
but take it and cherish it, and you will find happiness.
Copyright © Isaiah Mitzy | Year Posted 2011
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Isaiah Mitzy Poem
Save me, O God!
For the waters have come up to my neck.
I sink in deep mire,
Where there is no standing;
I have come into deep waters,
Where the floods overflow me.
I am weary with my crying;
My throat is dry;
My eyes fail as I wait for my God.
Copyright © Isaiah Mitzy | Year Posted 2011
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Isaiah Mitzy Poem
When morning mountain tops are filled with dew,
or like the midnight stars shining bright from the heavens.
It prowls around looking for prey but only finds a few,
and the stars, leading the way for the tiger,
like flashlights shining down on the Earth.
And during the day as he watches the monkeys swing through the trees
and the birds flying high in the blue sky over the tropical forests,
thinking how nice it must feel to have the wind blowing through his fur.
And when he creeps up on animals crouching in the tall grass,
then pouncing only missing by an inch,
but then chasing it down while weaving through thick forests.
And as he trots back to his family, with the animal in his mouth,
now knowing that he is finally satisfied.
Copyright © Isaiah Mitzy | Year Posted 2011
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