Poems

The Last Marathon

The last mile When the road is long and rough You begin to grow tired and weary Beware lest you let your guard down Bitterness

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Maurice Mallard

My name is Mr Maurice Malard An extremely handsome duck am I I live in “Magnifient Park Avenue” I like to visit “Peace Park” The

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Henda

Henda, signifiant la faveur et la grâce Tu es une femme exceptionnelle Ton amitié est une perle précieuse Jésus t’aime Tu rêves des rêves pour

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Gens qui passent

Pendant que j’attends Des gens passent devant moi Je vois un enfant Pleine de vie et pétillant d’enthousiasme Toute sa vie devant lui Ne la

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Easter

His eyes were fixed on the ground while He wrote As the woman caught in adultery stood alone before Him He would not share in

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