I entered in Proud as a Lionso puffed up I thought Iwas King of the jungle.
Grand as I supposed I was; how easily I was caughtImprisoned and chained.
I came to HIM humble as a lamb my head bowed, my heart contrite.He picked me up held me to HIS bosom At last, I grasped, even being held, I was free.
Written by Kathy Black
So, we have to do this again. ;(
15 years ago
2 comments:
I love this poem. You're so talented Mommy!
Wow Kathy...this is an amazing poem! What a gift you have for words. You haven't posted in a long time, life get's busy, but you have so much to offer to all of us. Hope to see something from you soon!
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