Paul Clement Czaja

Rookie - 0 Points (January 9,1936 / Bronx, New York)

Thanksgiving - Poem by Paul Clement Czaja

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I am yours, Father, on this day of Your Creating
I am yours!
Like the tree, I see you in the sun’s light,
And I grow towards you -
Like the bird, I know you in the joy of flying,
And I swoop for you -
Like the bee, I know you in the way of sipping nectar,
And I relish you!
Father, wherever I wander in my life,
You are going with me.
Father, whenever I look on someone with love,
You are there.
I am your anointed child,
You embrace me always -
Your cheek against my cheek,
Your hand is in my hair.
Father, when I lift up my heart’s desire in prayer,
You allow - You allow!
Father in Heaven, I praise you
For you turn my soul’s secret wishes
Into each morning’s surprise Gifts!


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 20, 2008



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