I could sit and watch the Duty Ferry near Enterprise, La., slowly haul anxious, hurried travelors across the Ouchita River all day.
Sometimes it seems like I'm being sucked along through life The time trickles on by like I'm an old limb on a river Just floating along...the river pushing and pulling everything But I keep coming back to You...I have no other place to go
Sometimes, when I am driving down the road Or catching catfish at the lake, I think to myself As I stare up into the clouds, that maybe if I just cry out Your Name You could hear me, and You could come to me...through the clouds
I'm such a kid...I know that I probably sound insane Who knows...maybe I am...but I feel what I feel Talking to You is one of my favorite things to do Thanks for Your patience with me
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Reviews of "Limb On A River"
Reviewed by Karen Chalfant (Reader)
Reviewed on December 27, 2004
This is very touching, something I'm sure many of us can identify with. We should always go to Him with the faith of a child. Wonderful poem, Eddie!
Reviewed by Andrea Da Costa (Reader)
Reviewed on December 26, 2004
Beautiful Eddy!! Never let that little kid feel like it's gotta grow up :-)
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Andrea
Merry Christmas to you and yours, and Happy, blessed New Year to you and yours! Never forget the REAL reason for CHRISTmas: JESUS CHRIST!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)