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Harvest of September
We are one nation and we are as diverse as we can be.
America the beautiful our home and the land of the free.
We grieve from our heartland as we grieve our city by the ocean.
Our lives have taken tragic turns and yet to God we owe our devotion.
As we gather our prayers and endure our pain thru times of morning glory.
When once we honored the fruits of our labor, our honor now has a new story.
Now we plant our seeds of happiness and we plant our seeds of sorrow.
Wet with Tears of our Pain, from yesterday, today and tomorrow.
And now we stand united as one, let us always remember.
Seeds we plant today will be our Harvest of September.
~cleo~
By Martin Luther King, submitted by Sharon Henderson (BP)
Unknown Author, submitted by Brian C (BP)
By Confucius, Submitted by Sonja Perry (CC)
By Konrad, AKA Infinite_war (BP), One love
THE WOMAN WITHIN
There she goes with her head held high Strutting so proudly as she walks on by. She's strong physically and emotionally- sensual, caring and bright. The woman within is always there, ready day or night. She puts her family's needs well above her own, Her husband and her children come first whether they're right or wrong. she's filled with passion and lives a Holy Ghost Life, Who is that woman with such finesse? The "Woman Within," your Friend, Mother, Sister or Wife.
By Gladys Brown (Yahoo)
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