Frank Pulver

Rookie - 14 Points (10/28/1971 / born-(Hudson, New York) - raised-(Tampa, Florida))

What A Friend - Poem by Frank Pulver

You are the Lover of my soul
When my friends assailed me
You are there to make me whole
You were there to hold my injured body

What a Friend

Especially when I was left alone and I started to cry
I knew that you was there with me to the end
You are my Pilot as my spirit that lifted up high

What a Friend

I am glad that you were with me in that dark and dirty place
Only if my so called friends could see that you helped and guided to the end

What a Friend

I only ask one thing my Lord, “Why did you pick me,
was it because you saw the pain and discretion on my face? ”

I am glad that you answered me, which was my biggest goal

“Son, I am here to because you believed in me and gave me the chance,
To show you that I am there to save your soul”

Thank you my Lord, I am glad that I am here to see and feel your Amazing Grace

By Frank Pulver April 22,2013

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 27, 2013

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