norman hale

Freshman - 556 Points (2/18/1963 / ohio)

I Dreamed Last Night - Poem by norman hale

I dreamed last night
With a chilling fright
That I walked on calvery hill

And there stood the cross
Where He paid the cost
And my blood came to a chill

The blood was there
Just as plain and fair
Alll soaked up in the wood

Then I knelt on my knees
And prayed for forgiveness please
Like so many of us should

As I looked up, with eyes a glare
His image was still hanging there
I asked 'Oh Lord what can I do or say? '

As He spoke to me with a smile
He said 'There is nothing my child! '
'I'm just here to show you a way! '

And then with a blink
before I could think
He stood there by my side

And again He spoke
As if it was a joke
And said 'Mans worst enemy, is his pride! '

wrote 10/10/2007 by Norman Hale Jr.

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  • (11/1/2007 12:18:00 AM)

    Yes! Man's worst enemy is his pride! But very difficult to discard the same. What best can a man, therefore do, is to take pride in doing the right, noble, pleasing, good and virtuous actions. Good poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 1, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 21, 2011

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