Shekinah Glory


New Rough Draft Poem
January 27, 2011, 10:09 pm
Filed under: Uncategorized

Little stripling bending near the earth
White snow hiding your age
Is the cross you have to bear
On shortened winter days.
Yet, let no man despise your youth
For in spring you will flirt
And grasp heavenward toward the sun.
Use each harsh experience
To forge your change
Into a full grown tree.

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4 Comments so far
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I.love.it.

MB

Comment by MB

Thank you!

Comment by pastorofdisaster

Only two changes. Instead of “Using” in the third to last line, try “Use”

Either delete “a” and change “tree” to “trees” in the last line, or change “striplings” to “stripling” in the first line.

Comment by abbiewatters

I’m loving this editing. Done.

Comment by pastorofdisaster




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