Knock, knock…who’s there?
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I am quietly waiting
Enduring every minute of silence
As I woke up early each morning
Persevearing in lifting up my pen
Whenever motivation ministering
honoring the Councilor’s prompt
Until one morning
Following in routine as usual
A knock on the door!
Who’s there? I quietly asked.
Holding my breath!
Then I astonishingly wondered: How?
I heard His voice :
” Now it’s not just us anymore,
We got company!”
👣👣👣😁ChallEnger
Author’s note:
I have been waiting to write about gingerwithknife on ministry.in and today is the day. In this poem I reveal my waiting, persevering to write; basically to no one until one morning I was called by reception😁.I was so excited that I woke my daughter.
=fantastic post+ keep writing!
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Thank you🤗
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Wow… superb taste of reading
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Thank you.😁
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Haha, clever poem!
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😁😁thank you.
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Thank you for sharing these lovely words!
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Thank you for appreciating
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Love this!
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Awesome! Keep up the great work!
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Thank you for encouraging me 🎉I need it.
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Fantastic words. Love it!!!
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Thank you very much.💐
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