Non-Erotic PoetryWaking Me UpThat like the footsteps poem,
It was Jesus that was carrying me.
And kept me out of the way of harm.
He gave and gave, even when I didn’t ask.
And He stood by me when He shouldn’t have.
Despite of in all the sins I basked.
I realize that without Him I couldn’t have.
Realizing now that I must sit and wait.
For my blessings are coming even if they are late.
At first I didn’t have the patience.
To wait for Him to fill my cup.
Now I realize and thank Him.
Just for waking me up.
I thank Him for” Waking Me Up”
Errol”Wiff”Winfree
03-05-95
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