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Perseverance

razumtina on Oct 22, 2009
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A poem…

PERSEVERANCE

We must not hope to be mowers,

And to gather the ripe gold eras,

Unless we have first been sowers

And waterd the furrows with tears.

It is not just as we take it,

This mystical world of ours,

Life’s field will yield as we make it

A harvest of thorns or of flowers.

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  • Judy Sheldon on Oct 22, 2009

    Thorns or flowers…

  • Karen Gross on Oct 25, 2009

    Lovely poem. Yes, some sow, some water, but God makes the increase. The harvest comes from God.

    Again, a couple of spelling errors (eras – ears, waterd – watered), small, easily corrected mistakes – just needs a little more proofreading before you submit.

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