Charles McMullen

Rookie - 29 Points (24th March 1955 / Eastleigh, Hampshire.)

The Creative One - Poem by Charles McMullen

Oh where is God when we need him
Where is God when we doubt?
Sometimes He is in
And sometimes he is out.

He made the trees
To withstand the breeze
Of a cold icy draught
On a lonely hilltop.

Don't they look fantastic
With the snow draping them white
Don't they look forlorn
As the thaw drips off in teardrops.

But the whole landscape
Seems like a dream
But its made up of many minute parts
That's the work of God - His astounding Art!


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Reminiscences on a bus journey past Farley Mount, Pitt on the way to Winchester.
Dedicated to doubters and believers all over the world.
_ And to those who ain't too sure.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 24, 2013


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