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February 26, 2014

Memory Wrinkles 2-26-14


Whene'er I view God's mighty trees,
small sparrows, tiny birds,
my wrinkles bring back mem'ries that
are hard to put in words.

I sit close by my window sill
with crinkled memories.
I look out as I reminisce.
Some drop me to my knees.

Yes, those I'd just as soon forget
but pleased I am with most,
Each wrinkle is a mem'ry though.
With some, I love to boast.

Now here's a very special one,
when wedding dress was worn,
and this, another perfect one,
the day my child was born.

The time my child was married off,
a sight you'd have to see,
the birth of my granddaughter too,
the day she walked to me.

This wrinkle here had really hurt -
and it is yet 'unspoken'.
It caused me many, many tears -
my heart so sadly broken.

Oh, how can people hurt so much?
It is the worst of crimes.
And down on knees I prayed and prayed
so many, many times.

It seemed that I was so alone
those many, many years.
I wept and grieved all by myself
in all my lonely tears.

Yes, time and time again I prayed.
I said life wasn't fair.
I didn't think God heard my voice.
I wasn't sure He cared.

One day with Bible in my lap,
I started reading when,
a verse had stuck; was thirty-one
in Matthew, chapter ten.

Oh, I have mem'ry wrinkles, sure,
from small to deepest one,
but every day brings greater joy -
when shines, God's morning sun.

Whene'er I view God's mighty trees,
small sparrows, tiny birds,
my wrinkles bring back mem'ries that
are hard to put in words.

©2014 louis gander - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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Matthew 10:31 (KJV)
"Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows."

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