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There was a man I met upon the road.
He inquired of me what way I go
And asked how many nights and days I strode.
I said to him, “In truth I do not know.
I have been a wanderer all my life.”
He thought this strange, and asked how that might be.
I told him how my days were full of strife
And I wished to find Him who died for me.
He smiled and said to look upon that hill.
I looked, and there I saw three crosses stand.
I saw the Christ! With joy my heart did fill.
My whole life I had seen no sight more grand!
Praise be to the God where in Heaven dwell
Who washed my sin with blood and made me well!




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TheWanderer said...
Sept. 19, 2010 at 1:06 am:
After looking back on this piece, I realize I only made it half way to being an actual shakespearean sonnet. This was written when the only thing I knew about sonnets was what little we read about them in English class in highschool. Masterpiece has got it right though. :)
 
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ZebraWithoutStripes This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 20, 2010 at 3:50 pm:
I love him too! this has a nice flow to it :)
 
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