Carolyn Ford Witt

Rookie - 80 Points (1943 / Indiana USA)

These Sticks And Stones - Poem by Carolyn Ford Witt


These sticks and stones assail me
My body bruised and torn,
They cannot break my spirit
For my Lord's cloak, now is worn.....

As life does rack my conscience
And does steel me to the core,
With God right there beside me
I know, I can stand more.....

For when this trial is over
And my life is laid so bare,
I know, He's walked it with me
And that He is always there.......

Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
By Ms. Caroline

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 21, 2009

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