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A Place To Call Home

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I was down on my luck and no longer a young buck

And yet, you chose to reach out to me,

I was usually a poor chooser, portrayed as a loser

We met, and I have fulfilled my destiny.


I know not the whole score; I am no longer poor

I have a treasure that has truly saved me,

I have the common sense to say within this tense

Without measure, I love you, oh my Amy.


How much longer we will live, I know not, but I give

To each day with you my very best,

If I only wrote one song to heal and right every wrong

I’d title it, thanks to you I am blessed.


So let me close with a melody that no one knows

It stirs the heart and lives in this poem,

Because of your dear love that was sent from above

I have a new start, a place to call home.


Written by Gary Cox 05/07/2021...to God be the glory


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My name is Gary Cox and I am a poet who writes inspired poetry from the Lord as well as from my own life's trials, blessings, experiences and hard lessons.  I pray you are blessed and inspired by a sampling of my collection contained in my blog.  To learn more about me, please visit my "About the Author" page! 

 

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