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BUTT PRINTS IN THE SAND
One night I had a wondrous Dream,
One set of footprints there was Seen,
The footprints of the Goddess they Were,
But mine were not along the Shore.
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But then some stranger prints Appeared,
And I asked Her, "What have we here?
These prints are large and round and Neat,
But much too big to be from Feet."
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"My child," She said in somber Tones,
"For miles I carried you Alone.
I challenged you to walk in Faith,
But you refused and made me Wait."
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"You would not learn, you would not Grow,
The walk of faith, you would not Know,
So I got tired, I got fed Up,
And there I dropped you on your Butt.
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"Because in life, there comes a Time
When one must fight, and one must Climb,
When one must rise and take a Stand,
Or leave their butt prints in the Sand."
-- Author Unknown --
