Poetry


...yet to come

Well, I had fully intended on putting my own poetry on this webpage, being that I am part of the Paris community. And at long last! here it is!!!

Beautiful

God looked down and said,
           "Beautiful."
I looked around and had to agree.
I saw God's creation;
Every mountian, every tree.
I saw wonder in billowy white clouds
Aainst a clear blue sky.
When God looked down and saw beauty
I could understand why.

God looked at me and shook his head.
He looked down and again he said,
           "Beautiful."
I looked around, then looked at Him,
Asking, "Are you talking to me?"
           "Yes, my child,"
Was His Fatherly reply.
           "I made you beautiful,
            Perfect like Me.
            I know your life 
            And how it shall be.      
            I created you and know
            The number of hairs on your head.
            And so you ARE beautiful,"
God said.

So now when I look around 
And see God's treasures
Which once were alone,
Now I am one with them;
A beauty all my own.

~written 3/28/99 for V.J.C.

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