When It's all Been Said and Done by Robin Mark

I love this song! I would like to have it played at my funeral, when the time comes :o)

When It's all Been Said and Done by Robin Mark

The Weaver

Hi Y'all,
I can't believe I've been away so long.  I guess going back to school took up most of my time. One thing I learned at collage is that I can write poetry.  Several of my poems were published this year in, "Frontage Road", an accredited collage publication.  I would like to share a poem I've written with you call The Weaver.

The Weaver

by Frankie Moses Conar

The hands of the weaver

Make changes ever so subtle

Meshing the strands together

Using a loom and a shuttle. 

He creates the fabric;

He chooses every strand

To form a unique design

The cloth doesn't lend a hand.

He patiently guides each string

And selects the colors too.

He is the master of his craft;

he knows just what to do.

Imagine if the fiber rebelled

Causing chaos, worry and stress.

Instead of a thing of beauty

There would only be a mess.

Then why do we fight

And go against our makers hand?

Our lives would be more beautiful

If we followed our Master's plan.

Write each day with God's love,

Frankie