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Enjoy This Season
Withering grass of this season
with your abundance of green,
take advantage of Today -
Contribute to this Earthly scene.
Enjoy your present strength;
ignore worries of the past.
Let the distant failures fade
and let sweeter memories last.
Be true to yourself always,
standing tall and strong.
Focus on your own meadows and...
Learn to hum to Life's song.
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2008, All rights reserved.
Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory
with your abundance of green,
take advantage of Today -
Contribute to this Earthly scene.
Enjoy your present strength;
ignore worries of the past.
Let the distant failures fade
and let sweeter memories last.
Be true to yourself always,
standing tall and strong.
Focus on your own meadows and...
Learn to hum to Life's song.
Author Note:
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2008, All rights reserved.
Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory
Published 19th Jun 2014
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19th Jun 2014 3:00pm
"Withering grass of this season
with your abundance of green,"
Ephemeral grass of the season [This sounds better]
with your abundance of green
or:
Abundance of green this season
slowly withering grass
Welcome to DUP JJ...
@EngrVV
with your abundance of green,"
Ephemeral grass of the season [This sounds better]
with your abundance of green
or:
Abundance of green this season
slowly withering grass
Welcome to DUP JJ...
@EngrVV
30th Sep 2015 3:06pm
Sorry for the delay in responding; it's a long story.
I had the verse 1 Peter 1:24 in mind, which is why I used 'withering'; it reads: All flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls.
-Joe
I had the verse 1 Peter 1:24 in mind, which is why I used 'withering'; it reads: All flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls.
-Joe
