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| MY PRAYER "From a life far apart, through the crust of my heart. Tried and true, My feelings broke through. My palms tremble at you very essence, my heart finds a hip-hop tempo in your very presence. This soldier with a heart of stone, Cannot stand from you to be alone. From the bad-boy mentality, My prior life is a fatality. Dead to the old man, Now I pray for your very hand. Fueled by a strength from above, I pray for us to grow deeper in love." PFC MILLER Aug. 9th, 2003 |
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| To follow your footprints "From the strength i see, Most men would flee. Uncanny courage under fire, For that I strive to be your desire. A woman full of faith you are, Your Father removed you from the bar. With His son's blood, Your heart He did flood. The enemy your prayer thrashes, Because dynamite comes in small packages. Little woman with heart so grand, I want to follow your footprints in the sand. With my heart reborn, my love to you I have sworn." PFC MILLER Aug. 9th, 2003 |
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| I hope that you have enjoyed these poems I have written. I have dedicated them to the woman that inspired them--Patricia Hensley You can find more of my poetry by clicking the my poetry icon at the top of the page |
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| My Name: PFC Jonathan David Miller | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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