Blessing, by George Chow Subscribe to rss feed for George Chow

Its a rare gift at the begining.
Or just do not know whats inside the gift.
The hardest part is from the start.
Then time molds your bone and skin rough.

It can be a long wait to recieve this gift of blessing.
Or just the matter of for you to be with the holy one.
The most likely is Jesus Christ.
Then our fate becomes the important blessings.

Its still a gift we yet have known.
Or just might keep going with the bless.
The lucky one may get the gift sooner or later.
Then the space between the line is the affinity of
eternity.

Its a rare gift at the begining.
Or just eager to know whats ahead.
The best is to save the best for last.
Then chances by God can be saved.
Posted: 2014-06-04 20:47:28 UTC

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