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I am a pen the Lord can grip

And write as He would will.

His is the ink that flows through me,

His the message: strong or still.

When writing’s done the pen is gone,

The quill’s not remembered.

The ink remains across the days,

Readily read, unhindered.

May no pen: larger or smaller

Take pride in what it has “written.”

May no quill: shorter or taller

Think IT the heart has smitten.

After the pen is packed away,

What remains is the bold ink.

Long after the pen’s “had its small day,”

The ink’s what makes readers think

– eab, August  ‘07

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I am a pen the Lord can grip

And write as He would will.

His is the ink that flows through me,

His the message: strong or still.

When writing’s done the pen is gone,

The quill’s not remembered.

The ink remains across the days,

Readily read, unhindered.

May no pen: larger or smaller

Take pride in what it has “written.”

May no quill: shorter or taller

Think IT the heart has smitten.

After the pen is packed away,

What remains is the bold ink.

Long after the pen’s “had its small day,”

The ink’s what makes readers think.

– eab, 8/1/07

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