Precious As a Kitten
Once I found myself with my back against the wall
Trying hard to contemplate the meaning of it all
It was then I bowed my head and ask of the Lord
Is it better for a man to use the cross or the sword
The answer came as suddenly as a bolt of light
There are times in this life that a man must fight
Instead of fighting with our fist we fight with our prayer
Ask of the Lord and his guidence will be there
I’ve laid down my boots and said bye to my gloves
Let the hate leave my heart so it could fill with love
Love is the most beautiful thing we could ever know
For it is the thing that binds the heart to the soul
As I bring an end to this little rhyme
You are about to read the love story of all time
For the love of the Lord simply can’t be beat
What good is the A-1 sauce if we have no meat?
As this poem reaches its end I hope I have clearly written
Offer yourself unto the Lord and become as precious as a kitten
I would like to dedicate this poem to my dear friend
who is precious as the kittens that she so dearly loves.
Rhoda this one is for you. I thank you for the love and
support you have shown my family and I.
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