Dear Little Boy

My dear little boy   I sit here watching you sleep, Thinking of all the memories I would like to keep. <> You’re growing up way too fast And I cannot help but wonder If there’s a way to make it last. <> These little years: Measured in messy moments Barrels of laughter And plenty […]

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The Reason Why We Are Here

Every life is precious and planned Skillfully knit together by the Masters hand. Deep inside of wombs where no eyes could see He created you and me. <> I know our purpose doesn’t always seem clear But there is a reason why we are here, Why our hearts are still beating, And there will always […]

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The People on the Street

I am looking through the window of a bus fascinated by the slow and steady rush of people on the street as they pray and cook and eat. <>  I see a family on a motorbike protesters on their way to the strike, and a monk collecting food, they’re all part of this neighbourhood.  <> We’re […]

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The Potter and the Clay

I know I am nothing but a lump of clay, That will return to dust one day… <> And yet I’m being molded in The Potter’s hand For a purpose and a passion I might not fully understand. <> Fearfully and wonderfully made, In his image He did create; A work of art. A masterpiece […]

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