Toys or God:
That’s the choice.
Both allure
but only One
will endure.
Shiny gifts
in our hands,
one, plus more –
love outpoured.
God waits to see
what our choice will be.
With a smile
God keeps giving
’til we say, “Lord,
all I want is Thee.”
Then, we know:
We have All.
Posted by: Jivani Lisa | August 13, 2014
Choice
Posted in Poetry
Isn’t that the truth.
By: derrick chamion on August 21, 2014
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