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May 28, 2009
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The Pitcher Of My Heart
God Himself
With His sacred
And beautiful hands
From the stream of your love
Filled the empty pitcher
Of my heart
And you broke it...
Then He
Collected
The broken pieces
To Himself
And with His artistic
And beautiful fingers
From the mud
Of His love
He made
My heart's pitcher
Again...
Filled it
From the stream
Of His love
And said;
"Worry not dear!
For never will I
Break this pitcher."
And life started
To dance
In my dead veins...
With His sacred
And beautiful hands
From the stream of your love
Filled the empty pitcher
Of my heart
And you broke it...
Then He
Collected
The broken pieces
To Himself
And with His artistic
And beautiful fingers
From the mud
Of His love
He made
My heart's pitcher
Again...
Filled it
From the stream
Of His love
And said;
"Worry not dear!
For never will I
Break this pitcher."
And life started
To dance
In my dead veins...
Comments
Race_9togo
16 years 11 months ago
Wafi
Wafi
16 years 11 months ago
Thank You So Much Jim
Arrow
16 years 11 months ago
*These lines don’t read
Wafi
16 years 11 months ago
Thanks A Lot Arrow
prayersbyPatty
16 years 11 months ago
Love it
Wafi
16 years 11 months ago
Oh Thanks Patty
Wafi
16 years 11 months ago
Thanks A Lot Janice
mikey
16 years 11 months ago
I love this poem. It’s
Wafi
16 years 11 months ago
Thank You So Much
kaligantsaros
16 years 10 months ago
Great
Wafi
16 years 10 months ago
Thanks You So Much