Gods Comfort

Poem By Eddie E. Johnson

Beautiful child of mine
Reach out your hand
I control all things
Miracles of the land

hear my constant voice
Whisper in the wind
Calling out to mankind
I am your true friend.

The keys to eternity
Exist in my control
Your are mine also,
To shape and mold.

Cherish your lives sacredly
Upon rising each day
I'll be your guide
Along the narrow way.

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