I started out my morning, <br />Not knowing of the day. <br /> <br />I started write of God's pure love, <br />And I didn't know what to say. <br /> <br />Would I offend another? <br />Who was in conviction of their life? <br /> <br />Could I tell of anothers' problems? <br />With ones' husband or their wife? <br /> <br />Do I hold onto God's message? <br />Placing it in a bottle for all time? <br />Or do I put it in a poem to read? <br />Its' messaged poem in rhyme? <br /> <br />'Just go ahead', God calls to me, <br />Write just as I say. <br />My arrows' hit the hearts' to feel its' sting, <br />In my God and loving way. <br /> <br />So write I will, until the day, <br />That I can write no more. <br />Reaching ALL with God's Holy words', <br />Of what might not have reached at all!<br /><br />Linda Winchell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/not-knowing-what-to-say/
