As I Survey

30 Apr 2010

As I look upon this cross I think of all the times I have been lost The times I have claimed I didn't need it And as the tears roll down my face The majesty of what happened here Holds me in my place And though I will run and hide sometimes You are always there, the one Who died for my disgrace

GrantBrenton

I am a small town guy who has been in the same place his entire life. I can't wait to get out into the world and see everything. On the poetry end of things I am a young and aspiring poet looking for ways to have his poems viewed and critiqued...

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