Spiritual Poetry posted October 31, 2016


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Let the Dead bury the Dead

That's My Child

by ronnie k

A pool of blood at the little feet
She had trotted with joy, a smile to bright not to be seen
Feet, adored with brand new kicks
This was happy as happy gets

The neighbors gathered in tears, wondering what monster did this
The wailing of parents, could be heard in the heavens

GOD! LORD! what can we do?
"My children, your grief is earned, and your tears are true"
"Vengeance is Mine"
"My vengeance is swift, My love pure and perfect.
Dry your eyes, share not another tear,
those little feet are now in heaven,
with Me."

"You lost a daughter, a friend, sister,
I have found a lost child,
whom I so love and adore.
She now lives with me in perfect harmony, forever"
For!
That's my Child"

"Although her body lies there on that cold, cold ground, she is
with Me, walking around heaven, For...

THATS MY CHILD


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The heaven cried not for the lost but for joy being FOUND. God is better than GOOD!
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