Kimberly Clarke Poet Ballad

A Place That Means So Much

Here is where I've spent many days
I've made many memories in many ways
I've learned an aweful lot about life
How to get through trial and dodge strife

Here I have spent a lot of time alone
I've tied my shoes and took care of my own
I started to reason, I began to think
Word after word I scribbled in ink

Years came, they passed, and I grew
There were piles of things I'd muddled through
I've gained strength; I've been taught how to stand
Sometimes I sink, but I'm walking on land

My Father showed me the beauty of the stars
I learned to appriciate His scars
I pondered the meaning of the universe
Then I remembered that this world's cursed

Reality drifted to distant
Time spun, lost it's track for an instant
I'm a single grain of sand on the beach
But the hairs of my head, the Lord knows each

I spent countless night on my back wide awake
Wondering what in this life I would partake
Then I'd close my eyes, I'd be satisfied
My Father has a plan, He'd be my guide

Through the woods I took long quiet walks
But the Lord was there, we'd have silent talks
Creation stood strong, it was all elite
The warm, moist ground welcomed my bare feet

Other evenings I'd sit around the fire
The flames were livewires reaching higher
And the grand, old trees hovered above
Here is where my heart was taught to love

I learned how to live and discovered God's plan
The world is a harvest field filled with man
I am a laborer of the King
One day everything will worship and sing

Many days I hold close as great memories
Those days at the camp hold my life's stories
Here I became who I am and for here my heart burns
Time goes by, but I know I'll return

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