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His name was written in the wind,
And chanted softly as a boy back then,
This son of Poland grew into a man,
Who would storm the world with a gentle hand,
A priest he became ~ A man of God,
The world his stage ~ His people awed,
Religious and strong he spoke with insight,
Of the good ~ The bad ~ The wrong ~ The right,
He grew in the church through his works and hope,
This gentle man became the World’s Pope,
John Paul II ~ His chosen name,
And this world would never be the same,
With kindness of heart and words of might,
Social injustice was his personal fight,
He traveled to lands and spoke to all,
Millions came out to hear his call,
Presidents and dictators befriended this man,
He spoke to the issues of each foreign land,
He didn’t agree just to be kind,
His words were always to promote mankind,
His face ~ His smile ~ His easy way,
Made him the pope he was each day,
His message of peace, of hope and prayer,
Steadfast in deed even as he got grayer,
With age and Parkinson’s his body grew tired,
Watching him struggle only inspired,
So many sermons of his Father’s Home,
Where life is eternal ~ No lost to just roam,
His name again was whispered and sang,
Bells and chimes mimicked his name,
Angels did gather to escort him High,
Birds and butterflies fluttered on by,
The universe it seemed was happy and pleased,
But this Shepard’s flock were beginning to grieve,
Many were stunned ~ Many more cried,
Their holy leader would no longer guide,
Helpless and lost without this great man,
He had the answers ~ He had the plan,
He led by example and followed the word,
Trying to teach all that he learned,
Even in death ~ He welcomed bliss,
Meeting his Father in Heaven’s Own Mist.

Pope John Paul II
Karol Josef Wojtyla
May 18, 1920 ~ April 2, 2005 [comments] => 2 [counter] => 192 [topic] => 38 [informant] => tifrob [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Tributes )
Pope John Paul II

Contributed by tifrob on Wednesday, 18th May 2005 @ 12:06:54 AM in AEST
Topic: Tributes



Pope John Paul II

His name was written in the wind,
And chanted softly as a boy back then,
This son of Poland grew into a man,
Who would storm the world with a gentle hand,
A priest he became ~ A man of God,
The world his stage ~ His people awed,
Religious and strong he spoke with insight,
Of the good ~ The bad ~ The wrong ~ The right,
He grew in the church through his works and hope,
This gentle man became the World’s Pope,
John Paul II ~ His chosen name,
And this world would never be the same,
With kindness of heart and words of might,
Social injustice was his personal fight,
He traveled to lands and spoke to all,
Millions came out to hear his call,
Presidents and dictators befriended this man,
He spoke to the issues of each foreign land,
He didn’t agree just to be kind,
His words were always to promote mankind,
His face ~ His smile ~ His easy way,
Made him the pope he was each day,
His message of peace, of hope and prayer,
Steadfast in deed even as he got grayer,
With age and Parkinson’s his body grew tired,
Watching him struggle only inspired,
So many sermons of his Father’s Home,
Where life is eternal ~ No lost to just roam,
His name again was whispered and sang,
Bells and chimes mimicked his name,
Angels did gather to escort him High,
Birds and butterflies fluttered on by,
The universe it seemed was happy and pleased,
But this Shepard’s flock were beginning to grieve,
Many were stunned ~ Many more cried,
Their holy leader would no longer guide,
Helpless and lost without this great man,
He had the answers ~ He had the plan,
He led by example and followed the word,
Trying to teach all that he learned,
Even in death ~ He welcomed bliss,
Meeting his Father in Heaven’s Own Mist.

Pope John Paul II
Karol Josef Wojtyla
May 18, 1920 ~ April 2, 2005




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Re: Pope John Paul II (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Wednesday, 18th May 2005 @ 12:40:27 AM AEST
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A perfect masterpeice and dedication to a very humble man.
Awesome as it sayds it all.
huggs, smiles,
emy


Re: Pope John Paul II (User Rating: 1 )
by Sinned on Wednesday, 18th May 2005 @ 04:30:09 AM AEST
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tifrob

A wonderful tribute.
The world was blessed with this man.
We are so lucky to have saints in our mist
John PaulII
A holy man
"We love you"

Sinned




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