Dry as the desert
A poem for each new day
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With the glory of each new day
We great with love and joy I pray
With each wind that blows a chill
We ask God's blessing as His will
With each morning starlight lit
We glorify with every bit
Of our immortal Souls with praise
As up to heaven with our gaze
With dark clouds looming on some skies
We praise the rainbows that arise
To show us hope in holy pact
His promise to forever act
As testament to His Holy word
Of Mercy by that Holy bird
That Noah in anticipation
Waited patiently with great elation
Oh promise of a brand new day
I give thee honor as I pray
To never take for granted of this gift
In love I give my hands to lift
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Mama, GG and friend in the most sincerest way. With hope for our future, our children and grandchildren, in they're endeavors for peace, love and charity towards each other and themselves. It's up to us grown ups, to act grown up and responsible for their teachings of God and humanity. Let's get to work!
