Michael Degenhardt Poet Sonnet

I Live With Prayer

My brittle bones, they break with age
My skin, it wrinkles at the touch
My vision’s failing, ears can’t hear
Still, God loves me so very much
This life was long and yet I’m here
Through wars and peace, again more wars
I guess He wants me to go on
Though I can’t take it that much more
But, yet, I know He has this plan
Of which I am not yet certain
When the time has come for to go
It is then He’ll draw the curtain
But for now, although eyes are weak
I will look forward to each day
Knowing, He has great plans for me
Is the fate for which I do pray

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Lynette Chachere February 20, 2009 at 11:01 AM this is such great poem,it gives people hope and faith^^im looking forward to reading more of your writings. and thank you for reading my poem, hope to hear from you more Michael!!^_^

Phyllis Babcock February 18, 2009 at 12:17 PM A beautiful poem. God gives us our time on earth and when he draws the final curtain we have accomplished our purpose here. Amen. Phyl

Frank F. Atanacio February 17, 2009 at 5:36 AM Amen.... softly again, Amen