Linnea

D Denis Martindale Denis Martindale
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THE LOVELY LADY LINNEA A winsome lass I spied one day Who cared not for herself. As she went on her winsome way, She thanked God for her health. From street-to-street and road-to-road, She raised funds for the poor And so her blessings overflowed As she knocked door-to-door. With total love her foremost thought, Her soft voice spoke to me. I told her of the things I'd bought Supporting charity. I passed them to their High Street shops, Where they'd be sold anew And so the blessing never stops, As I bade them, 'Adieu! ' To hold things back, while others starve, Is cruelty indeed. The world is one big cake to carve, Yet still, some pray in need. She made me think of years ago, When charities helped me, When savings were so hard to grow - Ask any family... When I looked back, my heart gave thanks. I promised that I'd give And as before, from out my banks, My money helped some live. Though I may never know their names, I've helped fulfill God's plan. Like Jesus, Peter, John and James, I've helped my fellow man. The winsome lass continued on... Another street to bless... And in a moment she was gone... With smiles of happiness... Denis Martindale May 2009. GOD BLESS YOU AS YOU BLESS GOD! DO SOMETHING SPECIAL FOR HIM... Find out more by watching Revelation TV, the Christian channel on UK Sky TV 581 that's part of the 'Church Without Walls'.

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