We're all God's children & in His eyes
He sees to gifts that make us wise
He glorifies us not to do the same
Yet He gives us our own bit-o-fame
He stashes w/ in allowing to hide
Leaving us to find deep inside
To some it's hard, while others improved
Dealing w/out as masks are removed
Our blessings are kept upon a shelf
Bound to grow, while in search of oneself
As natures buds become to flower
Taking in beauty at our waking hour
Giving Him glory will give us a lift
As we're bound for God's promised gift
Find your meaning...that you once cared
Heart felt love are God's gifts shared
Remembering God gave us a gift that gives
So reach out to someone & show God He lives
Keri Jopplin
4-30-2010
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