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Running on empty and feeling so drained, can't find any energy that can be sustained.
Even though Unstained and Pure deep within me lies some reservoir, each morning--again.
Nine months of carrying brought nine months of caring, a labor of Love doing work that's worth sharing.
Eager to voice their support for my trials, my family Dances right by their denials--
Excuses seem random, yet still here I stand on some Strength that before my own birth had been planned by a God Who was before big bangs began, and Who carries me through all life's problems and pinnacles, e'en poems about pairs of Footprints in Sand.

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For someone struggling. A stranger to me, but not to the Strengthener.

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  • Random Renee
    October 5

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    Even though Unstained and Pure deep within me lies some reservoir, each morning--again.
    very good flow and I really enjoyed this one thank you and good luck! keep up the great writes!


    • Black JaPanther
      October 5
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      I never put this in AN's before a contest is over...

      ...(because I don't want to seem like I'm trying to gain unfair brown-nosing advantage) but many of my tributes are formed so that the stanza's begin with each successive letter of the honorees name. You will find this to be true of your tribute, so if you ever wanted to print it out, you could just enlarge the font of the first letter of each stanza and readers would visibly see that it's a personalized tribute. My prayers go forth with you.

      Thanks for taking time to leave kind comments on all my entries.

      Sincerely,
      Marvin J. †


  • Denerica
    October 3

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    As unrandom things occur in our daily lives, still even if they are unforseen, there is stil the hope of what we still don't see, like the two sets of footprints carrying us so that we will be on the mend. Strength and Endurance go hand and hand. This hit home with me personally with the first lines. Excellent, inspiring, Blessings.

    • Black JaPanther
      October 5
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      Thank You, Sister Denerica

      I'm glad to read that you know from whence your help comes. Our combined and shared faith as believers helps make all of us stronger.
      GBu, MDJ. †