Grand Prize Poem by michael Smajda

Grand Prize



I have got no say
What God plans each day
Or what I'm to do
At work or at play.

I am just a soul.
If His Word, I toll,
I'm assured a seat
In Heaven's Super Bowl.

Saturday, May 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: religious
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