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Created on: December 15, 2008
Apart From the Flock
When you were born,the heavens smiled.
You flashed a grin and stayed awhile.
You grew and grew; twas no surprise.
What lovely hair and sparkling eyes.
A sensible child,you turned out to be;
Strong within; inner eyes to see.
Compassion you felt, for those not so blessed.
You tended the flock; you even obsessed.
Then came the day,when you looked within,
And found the time to flow with the wind.
To find your life apart from the flock.
A life with yourself and your own inner clock.
And your life today is still grounded in love;
But now you've learned about love from above.
About loving God, and loving yourself too,
As well as those God sends to you.
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