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Poem of The DayFriday, July 03, 2009Votes: 17 Rating: 4.71 This is my personal conversation with the Lord..... A Son's Pain ©James Toles Until the end of the day, I sit and pray Looking towards the heaven, looking toward that day. The day when life will unfold it's plan To a needy young man trying to make it through this land. Had dreams of wealth, happiness galore But only received nightmares, Lord I can't take any more. Please lead me to that path that You have set for me My patience is running short. Where do you want me to be? I know I am one of your angels, one without the wings I try to be kind and peaceful, bring to people wonderful things. But I feel more hurt that happiness, tears continue to flow I see so much more with my life, but things are happening slow. So I ask you, Father, please show me your full grace Because I am tired of hiding my smile underneath the pain on this face. More poems by James Toles Has this poem touched you? Share Your Story |
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