My boys are tough but they’re my joy
And so too are my girls
I favor none, I love them all
To me they’re precious pearls
They’re so rambunctious, all my kids
They made me want to scream
My oldest though is much less wild
He’s hardly as extreme
Now all are grown and have their work
My firstborn worked with dad
By making tables, chairs and plows
From wood their clients had
But now he pastors, loves to preach
Things happen when he prays
My boy is gifted, loves the church
He’s changing people’s ways
He loves the homeless, children too
A heart for all the land
He brings the masses so much joy
And speaks with full command
Evangelizing with his group
They seek out those in need
They’re sharing love with everyone
Most everyone indeed
He helps the sickly, visits homes
Salvation is his plan
He walks the city, walks the shores
Converting those he can
Today he walked upon the sea
Astounding everyone
Well, everyone except his mom
Yes, Jesus is my son
About the Creator
Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) since about 2014 and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.
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