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Jan 2017
I awaken, to a sound of silence,
savoring the coffee that I drink;
immune to varied things around me,
I read the word of God...and think.
What's life, without a Savior's presence?
with just a world of men to contemplate?
would I feel secure about my future?
or would I stop and shudder at my fate?
This country now, appears divided,
and a "house" divided cannot stand;
is this what God above intended?
or simply man's, great foolish plan.
Do we really think we are the masters,
of events that happen each and every day?
or is there something higher than ourselves,
that unknown to us, comes into play?
I stand in awe of my Savior and Creator,
who is always,  merciful and just;
who'll give us life beyond the grave,
soon after we have turned to dust.
David Lessard
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David Lessard  75/M/Prescott, Arizona
(75/M/Prescott, Arizona)   
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