I met a child ,
While out today.
I watched him going about.
For hours he went.
He never tired out.
I felt weak after awhile,
I couldn't believe.
He smiled all the while.
So littlle was the child.
How did he know what to do.
I saw no one tell him a thing.
His mind was set ahead of time.
He sure knew how to follow through.
Had he done it all before.
So sure this little soul was.
If only we could do this well.
With out questions.
And do so well.
He(God )still hopes we will pull it throug.
A contest entry
- September by Saffron.
800 points, ended September 15, 2008, 18 entries
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Comments
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The little child that did it was Jesus
I dare to say with him it was first hand and true acount. You have to think out side of this poem .
With His Fathers will to keep going on and prayers
He made it . We must follow on no giving up not be led aside. the world and the people need our help and conpasion fo make it through each day...mac
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The little child that did it was Jesus
I dare to say with him it was first hand and true acount. You have to think out side of this poem .
With His Fathers will to keep going on and prayers
He made it . We must follow on no giving up not be led aside. the world and the people need our help and conpasion fo make it through each day...mac
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Thank you for writing this for the contest--I think, if it were my creation, I would reconsider some of the punctuation and sentence structure(s) in the piece, as well as the overall flow. But--I am so glad that you considered this contest, and I thank you for introducing me to your poetry.
Saffron
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