I remember the over flowing creek
That I fished from from from time to time ,
I am not like the creek's submerged rocks .
In my most stressful moments ,
God will not let my trials sweep over me ,
In a way when I fish
God will provide calmness , strengthen , guidance
Even if I do not get a fish .
I Love You All
By Brock
Smiley 
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