Opus M
 
This is my one thousandth poem.
It has taken me many years.
My poetry tells of myriad moods;
laughter, heartache, tears.

I write...
for my own satisfaction,
often to testify
the wonderful things
God's done in my life
but I'm human
and have to ask 'Why?'

I know me better than anyone else,
know that I'm undeserving.
Yet still God blesses me mightily,
it's a mighty God I'm serving.

One thousand poems is not enough,
so, I'm delighted to say,
the next one thousand
is ready to launch...
up, up and away!



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By cherryk

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