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Sep 16, 2009
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I'm inspired
I’m Inspired By the grass that grows green every summerEven when the rains don’t come.The sun that never looses it’s glowEven on a cold winters’ day.The rustling of leaves that fall in winterAlthough the wind is too lazy to blow.The rain that never forgets to fall out of the skyOn a sunny Saturday afternoon at a wedding.I’m inspired by the warrior that goes to the warEven when the battles have been lost. I’m inspired by the words of strangers that I meetEveryday, with their beliefs and unshakable faith in GodAlthough they carry the worlds’ worries on their shoulders.By the little baby that takes it’s first breath,When her mother has let go of her final breath.By the dog that never stops barking,Even after months of having a decent dishing of food.That narrowed road that leads to success,Where only a few will get to taste IT.sBy the families that derive simple pleasures out of life,Even when the neighbour has more than they do.For them I’m inspired to write these words. To that soul that finds comfort in wisdom of another,When all else has failed, but hope in human goodness.By the single drop of gratitude from a sincere heart,For a content heart speaks volume.Those tortured soles form administering the word of GodWhen physical discomfort doesn’t compare to the heavenly rewards.The delivery man that sets his alarm for work every night,Even when the pay is hardly enough for a decent living.By the silent cry of a moarning mother for her child,With the faith that, his young soul will go to heaven.For them I’m inspired to write these words. For a heart that has loved and lost and lived to tell about itEven when love doesn’t count for much to other.By a single heartthrob from a heart attack survivor,Sheer appreciation of the littliest of things.By the cool wind that shakes the leaves off trees,Even when it’s not Autumn.The man that takes his time to adore his woman,Even when he can hold more than one heart at a time.By this I’m inspired to write these words.
— Qnozz, Sep 16, 2009
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Cloudthings
16 years 10 months ago
great first write, a strong & certain work & the sentiment apeal
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