Suzanne Andersson

My voice is but a tiny ripple
In this giant pond of life
I only make a little plop
Amid this hue and strife!
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Can't wait to see you
Can't wait to hear your little voice
You know I love you baby
You see that I have no choice
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The sand and waves were calling me
The heat; oppressive; overwhelming me
My legs felt like jelly; my heart felt like ice
Today; my baby lost her baby
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It was 10; 10 pm on another
Thursday night in the Valley
Met with my group for a lovely chat
Deb took me to the servo for some fuel
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What joy to have the five senses
Smell, taste, sight, hearing and touch

A hint of Jasmine; upon a warm summer's night
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I found Nana Lindy's passport
She was born in the Republic of Eire
Though she never got to travel
I know she had many dreams!
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What do I do when you feel so low?
When you feel the world's given up on you?
How do I fight against my own flesh and blood?
When the system seems to have let you slip?
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Last Tuesday week; up into the sky I did peek
The most amazing sight caught my eye
The perfect torso arms and face
A masterpiece by God's design
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Like that rumbling giant of old
So is pain that cannot be told
Like the boiling lava flows
How suddenly the pain unfolds
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Have you ever sent a letter or card?
Or maybe even an e-mail (let's get up to date!)
To someone you know or love
And had it returned to you
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A massive tree stands before me
Its branches full of birds at play
Some grow strong from lower down
Others soar into the azure sky above
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Like a butterfly breaking out of its chrysalis
There is no such thing as coincidence
Without the struggle; there is no strength!
Without the friction; there is no gem!
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Weighed down by the whole world's woe?
Don't know which way to turn or go?
Too much worry and stress on your plate?
Why not turn to Jesus' words; not hate
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