My Lord, I Do Not Anymore Ask The Things Of A Child Poem by Gert Strydom

My Lord, I Do Not Anymore Ask The Things Of A Child



My Lord, I do not anymore ask the things of a child,
not even to find prosperity
but that you keep my whole family
tightly against your chest.

Thursday, July 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: God
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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