As down the road, I go
Lessons are remembered and used
That were taught so long ago.©
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Skinned Knees
Momma, I skinned my knees again from
Being tossed to the ground
But just like I did as a child, I found
Solace in the arms of your words, Momma, which
Have proven to be so profound.
Because you taught me to read my Bible, I
Go there time and time again
And receive solace aplenty when
The words of the Lord wrap around
Me, weary and worn though I am
But when I pick the fruit of Psalms
Sweet peace is what I seize
And I find that I can continue on
In spite of my skinned knees.
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Be safe.
Walking by faith,
Alma L. Stepping On Carr-Jones
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