From Under The RockA Poem by W R Stowe"From Under The Rock" Oh how heavy this rock! Mounting pressure creating a lock. So many bills and so little money. Creating great tension with my honey. Oh dear Lord I pray daily. This massive depressions so grey. Oh how much I depend upon you Lord. You can lift this rock from just your word. Yet I will stay true to my faith. And await upon my pending fate. If I'm intended to bear this weight, I'm assured that your help won't be too late. © 2019 W R Stowe |
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Added on March 4, 2016 Last Updated on July 23, 2019 |

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