The Narrow PathA Poem by PeteRemember that the smallest seed of faith is of more worth than the largest fruit of happiness. - Thoreauflawed awed less than broad upon this rugged trail i trod i talk with godi walk with god i sing sad and happy songs with god
he takes me places shows me things all that faith brings all that morning sings as if i had wings pillows with mints undeniable truth with more than subtle hints stained glass with shimmers and glints i stop and look over my shoulder as my weary soul squints all i see is one set of footprints along with grudged remnants and smudged traces of doubt's soft, curious fingerprints © 2024 PeteAuthor's Note
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Added on August 19, 2024 Last Updated on August 19, 2024 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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