God, the Farmer
Our God plants a seed.
Does He walk away
or does He sit there watching it grow?
In His out of time kingdom
where the past, present, and future blend.
I say He's watching you and me grow.
By Annie Laurie Gray
By Annie Laurie Gray
Oh by the way these poems are for OctPoWriMo 31 poems in 31 days check out the link for more information and it's not too late to join us on this journey.
This is lovely, Annie!
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