12/9/22
A salesman I could probably never be
Negotiations hardly favor me
If I had even a million offered free
I doubt acceptance would come easily
12/9/22
A salesman I could probably never be
Negotiations hardly favor me
If I had even a million offered free
I doubt acceptance would come easily
Pilgrim Poet 
A salesman you’re not,
But a child of God you’re that.
The sparrows fly free,
The flowers are clothed,
So how much more we see,
In our hearts the love He sowed.
A salesman you aren’t,
Maybe not even an engineer.
Instead a child whose parent,
Is the everlasting Seer.
So RFPs and proposals may fail, but His provisions always trails.
His ways are higher,
His burdens are lighter,
His thoughts are greater,
His love is forever.
So a salesman you maybe not,
But you’re a child He’s got.
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