Sharlotte Newan Poet Ballad

God Moves Me

God moves me
 in my everyday
 while I am working
 or just out to play.
 God moves my soul
 for ever more
 wheather I am laughing
 or sadness stands at my front door.
 God moves me
 while I lay down to sleep
 as the moon move slowly
 over top my head
 while I thank God for my
 soft bed.
 God moves me with a beautifuly
 butter fly
 while watching it light on flowers
 make me want to cry.
 God moves me when I watch a child at play
 he says, teach this child the right way.
 God moves me 
 when I become weary and old
 even though I now forget things
 I still remember my bible
 and the storys it told.
 God moves me 
 when I stand at my love one grave
 I think did I do enough
 to make sure there life was saved?
 God loves me this I know
 because the Bible tells me so. by charlotte 2015

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