On A Mission Poem by Patricia Grantham
On A Mission
He woke me up this morning
To see a brand new day
So grateful for His mercy
I then knelt down to pray
Food to feed the hungry
Alms to give to the poor
A helping hand to someone
Never to want no more
Shelter for the homeless
That have no place to go
A comfort to the lonely
Say how I love them so
Bestow my earthly goods
To those who are in need
Giving of some precious time
Then sow some nurturing seed
Time that is much well spent
Is an important part of living
Show our concern for others
Seek a chance for our giving
Teaching the love of Jesus
To those that's eager to learn
Always going on a mission
My Angel wings I would earn
Copyright 2013
beautiful just beautiful i am in awe the words and the feelings in them is just beautiful....
your angel wings were there from the very start, it was just hidden deep inside your heart
Most of your poems express your desire to be of help to the needy! Along with this lovely poem, I appreciate the good Samaritan in you!
Well conceived and nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm. A beautiful poem written with spiritual insight. Thanks for sharing, madam. Remain enriched.
Every morning we see new brand day and we feel glad. Food is fed to hungry and every poor is taken care up with love. Earth bestows good things to us in love. Teaching the love of Jesus is a great perspective and learning values motivate mind. This poem is excellently penned.10
the angel wings you had gotten, so very long ago when GOD blessed you with the dreams we all know
the angel wings you had gotten, so very long ago when GOD blessed you with the dreams we all know
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Glory to be the LORD...each line and stanza wreath in a string to beautify it...A Garland of Humanity...I thank also for the comment as a poet A bit late I was Sick with this sicky world 10