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Poetry by Annette Hoggs-Jackson
Graveyard Gifts
I gave you gifts and here you sit,
You let those gifts lie in a pit.
You come to church for years and sit on a pew,
"Yes, that is what you do."
I gave you gifts for you to move when I tell you to,
Not to keep your gifts dormant inside of you.
Life passed you by,
your gifts you did not use,
Now your life is over,
and you are through.
YOUR GIFTS WENT TO THE GRAVE WITH YOU."
Author: Annette Hoggs-Jackson
Don't Move Till I Tell You
There are times when you want to step
Out on your own,
But when you do, you will be all alone.
If you have my Spirit in you,
You will move when I tell you to
And you will do only what I say do.
But when you step out on your own will,
My plans for you will stand still.
If you move by my timing,
You will continue to keep climbing.
Only move when I tell you to,
My Spirit will give you guidance on what to do.
Author: Annette Hoggs-Jackson
I Wrote the Manuscript
You keep trying to plan your life,
Looking for that husband, that wife.
The script is already planned for you,
Follow my lead, is all you need to do.
Stop trying to do it on your own,
Lean on me and the story will unfold.
It's already in your design. This I know.
So " Stop trying to help me,
Just follow the script."
Author: Annette Hoggs-Jackson
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