Poetry

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Weep not child, let him carry those burdens
Wipe those tears, though they sparkle


Yet are they unbefitting
For such a one as you


You are the precious apple of His eyes
Beautifully and wonderfully made for His purpose


He needs you to be strong for the job at hand
His strength believe me, is sufficient for you


After all, the child of the lion is also a lion
A cub, a lioness all have the set apart blood flowing through their veins


It may not seem so now, it all is for a reason
But have faith, in due season the why, shall unfold


Don’t, please don’t, don’t do it
Do not make that decision that will not glorify His name


Though all seems so hard now
So confusing and tangled is this quagmire


The morn brings marvel and wonders
Wonders of the hidden things that seemed so elusive, for so long


Wipe those tears for they blur your path to run the race good
A crown, a glorious one, awaits everyone who perseveres till the end

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