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Within God\ - Viewed 3615 Times
David Devaney
November 30, 2007
When I was so much younger than
I’ve ever been before
I met a bunch of women proud
With “habits’ to the floor
They each had given all their love
To God who did it need
I never knew the reason why
He planted heaven’s seed
They taught me too most everything
I needed to become
A gentleman who recognized
That God is too the sum
Of things that are synonymous
With joy and happiness
And that the Lord would care for me
With special tenderness
They lived there in the convent house
That sat upon a hill
With wisdom helped my patience grow
And taught me to sit still
I never knew them very well
As much as they knew me
Yet for eight years I followed them
Till ninth grade set me free
Today I never see them much
The “habits” they don’t wear
But always till the end of time
They’ll be within God’s care
© 2007 David Devaney
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