JUST A POEM



This poem I bring to you
With wisdom at it`s best
Still there is room for growth
My day is not over yet

To be brought up in the word
I realize it`s more than a book
It`s the past, present and future
Know matter how hard I look

What a glory it is to be a part
This land and country freedom excels
To enjoy the day for the price was paid
We`re acceptable to life and even hell

Glory I have at this time
How can I make it more than mine
As I look around considering the day
Often remembering it is already made






A STRANGER


He was all alone he came to me
He was lost and had no family
Scared, tired and very hungry
He didn`t know if he could trust me

As he looked at me wanting help
I saw him and there was know one else
As he begged me for something to eat
I gave him a biscuit
And he thought it was a treat

His tail begin to wag
And I started to brag
I told him he was a good boy
He was happy to hear my voice

More to eat came quickly
He was starting to get sleepy
I gave him a pat on his head
I left him there
And he made his bed



Steven Earl Lyons


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