National peotry Month!

Father, Father hear your children's voices call

One tooth, a shoe and a brown bag, or two

lunches for the bunches,

spread I in homeless places

Blanket to keep everyone warm

Many eyes Gazed to the stars

where we felt the presence of Father God

Then came to me, a tap came across the shoulder

just when a voice said to me, let it be said

you will save those, seeking salvation

those wounded, and bused

shattered and thrown away,

lost and rejected, homeless lost souls.

Make way for the cross country Angels

waring by your side, making the world a better place

where souls are screaming, hearts are wheling

minds are woundering, of how to

free the wieght upon their shoulder

God shall blow His healing breath on all

A childs voice, Father, Father they call

Father, Father hear  us all

let our souls rest in the joy

of a story never told.

Rosetta nesbitt

march 7th, 20011