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Glint in the eye glowing skin Curiosity in his every step Heart in his hands head on the ground A courageous man you bet He soars he flies he walks He may pause but he never stops He blinks he squints he winks He sleeps but he misses nothing He is intelligent and wise His hearts a precious prize Ideas a steady flow from his brain Plans that never fade or wane He doesn’t chase after money Neither will he choose fame Diligence and integrity a priority He is in for the long game A loving adoring husband A faithful caring friend A fiercely protective father Willing to bend and amend 5 decades have passed So much already achieved Through the ups and downs He bursts forth in speed Not so slow to forget the goal Not too fast to miss the scene May you dream and breathe and smile A new spring bright fresh and green

  I hear the sounds of rejoicing My heart leaps with joy At last my rights may be recognized My body my choice This body belongs to me All my senses and my voice Who made you judge and owner over me? My body my choice Life’s decisions aren’t always easy Especially with all the noise! Is it really so hard to stand and support me? My body my choice My choice comes with consequences Often lacking perfect poise Perhaps I will regret having made it But my body my choice Wait, what is that sound of wailing? Oh this sound, my heart destroys If only I could flee this prison to safety They decreed; this is not my body and most certainly not my choice You fight for children who are hungry You fight for those sick and abused You will rescue children from wars You will work for those not yet in school But why do I not matter enough to you to be fought for? Is my crime that you can neither see nor hear me? Is it my weakness or lack of completion? But can you sho...

  God came to a womb, unseen, unknown A frail woman’s hollow, He deemed to be home Depending on the nourishment her body did provide God chose anonymity, God chose to hide God came to a family, a mother and a father God a helpless babe, waiting to be fed His supper God, for thirty years, exercised no power A loving son, carpenter, identity no other God came to his disciples, fishermen and corp Befriended and dined with and loved them a lot Not recognized, nor honored, He came to His own He preached and He healed, no rewards in store God came to be belittled, to be rejected, disowned God came to Earth and ascended no throne God came to His creation and was put to death God still didnt turn away and loved till his last breath God rose from the dead and still came back To the planet that had just dealt him a torturous attack He came to love, reassure and point to His Dad He came to say theres a way theres a plan God still comes today beckoning us back Is God ...