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Man

What does it take to be a man? Other than the biological aspects, which we all understand. There are no special traits or any test that needs to be passed, Or any special skills or big muscles amassed. It’s being the person God intended you to be, Without putting on airs for others to see. Doing all you can to help others in need, Will put you heads above those who think they should lead. Strength and courage are an asset but they don’t define who you are, Kindness and love will shine brighter, brighter by far. Just be yourself and let God take the lead, After all we all come from God’s original seed. He gives us all the wisdom we need, but it’s up to us as to what too decide, To make the right choices of life which are varied and wide. We each have our goal and we should model our plight, Time and those that are watching will determine whether we or wrong or we’re right.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 1/29/2009 11:21:00 PM
"The measure of a man is not how tall he stands..." Ever hear that song by 4Him? Wonderful, insightful write here, Ronald. Blessings, Donna G.
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Date: 1/29/2009 4:50:00 PM
Amen! What a wonderful inspirational message in this poem. Love the 5th line. Blessings to you for sharing these words of faith with us. Thank you for taking time to comment on my poem. Keep on writing! Karen
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Date: 1/29/2009 1:09:00 PM
This is a very intellectual perspective. This poem has a certain depth that meant so much. Thank you for sharing this with us.~~~Michelle~~~
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Date: 1/29/2009 1:00:00 PM
Very very true, and so well said. This can apply to every woman as well....what it takes to be a decent human being. ~ Carrie
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