A poem in our local World news written by Mary Culberson
Please don't call me now Lord
While south winds whisper spring
Let me wait a wee bit longer
For the songs the robins sing.
Please don't call me now Lord
While butterflies still flit
Across the summer meadows
I'd like to wait a bit.
Please don't call me now Lord
The maples are aglow
Please, patience til the north wind comes
Then I will meekly go.
Please don't call me now Lord
While snowflakes gently fall
How can I leave such loveliness
Must I go at all?
I know that eyes have never seen
And ears have never heard
The glory and the beauty
Of thy eternal word.
I always want to be with you
I'm sure you understand
But earth for me is heavenly
It was fashioned by your hand
Isn't this the way it is for us? Thought it was worth others seeing.
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Please Don't call me now Lord
- By mitziger
- Posted July 2, 2009 at 4:32 pm · 12 replies
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