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I am but a child of God
Age matters, not
To His altar
My wounded soul, is brought

Words spoken, from the heart
I speak, Father, sincere to you
This path before me, I follow
To always be near to you

Alas all these tears, through the years
Perhaps, they fall, each day
Please, Loving Father
Dry them all away



God Blesses Those
Who Come To Him
Have A Wonderful Day
Dear, Wonderful Friend


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Original Poem © 3/18/05 Revised 10/20/07
All Poetry Original & Revised Versions were written by
Kathryn Sunday Davis
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