A Poet's Purpose

I want my own book of poetry, 

My heart in words for all to see. 

All of my hopes and all of my fears 

From all of these wonderful years, 

Years of me only being myself, 

In a neat volume on the shelf. 

I want my poems there to inspire 

And to make hopes rise a little higher,

But what I want more than that would be 

To honor the God who loves me, 

To share his mercy and grace about. 

You see, talents aren't just given out. 

No, God examines carefully

To see what most fits you or me 

So we can do our best possible

And use our talents to they're full 

To spread the love 

Of God above.

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