I am a flightless bird This is my plight in life But I am not discouraged For I have a long neck And acute eyesight
His awesome silence Allays the soul His beautiful silence Blesses our spirit His calm silence Comforts our heart His deafening silence Dramatises His presence His
The Gift “T’is the season to be jolly”, they say But what is there to be jolly about? The true meaning of Christmastide is lost
Now, Debbie and Daniel lived in park A park just full of beautiful things In the middle was a big pond A pond which all
This imposing structure compels you to enter Inviting you to ponder the Ten Commandments Surrounded by these impressive ten golden columns Symbolizing the ten Divine
Me. Why me ? Why this life ? Why this sad situation ? Why this valley of sorrows ? “My child, my daughter, my son, It’s
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