Grown In Wisdom

I am not growing old or tall
I am maturing, not only by shape
but by wisdom.
It has been placed in the furnace of my heart,
burned with the radiance of the sun and been
molded in the storms by God's will until
I have become organic Protea.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Windle Avatar
April 7, 2017 at 4:24 PM
to conjure up words that set the soul free is a real gift thank you
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April 8, 2017 at 12:22 PM
Thank very much Nicholas for stopping by. And I appreciate your comment. Gob bless you
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