Apparently today is 'Poem in Your Pocket Day' (Hat tip: Wittingshire).
Thank you to Jim, who gave me permission to pull this one of his out of my pocket:
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Pocket Poem
soiled by sweaty fingers
creased and creased again
opened up a thousand times
to view the words I'd penned
it records a life of hiding
with nothing grand to offer
just the words, "I trust you"
on this paper's humble altar
a crumpled composition by a
carefree crowd unseen,
thanksgiving penned in words...
and when you find it in your pocket,
it'll still be warm from me
here it is Lord.
- Jim Cox (Inspirational Poetry © 2004 - used with permission)
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Jim writes from his home in California. At the moment he's forsaken poetry and is working on writing stories.
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