Through the many sleepless nights of writing my poems,
One thing I never quite understood.
God could have picked many other people,
To write any of these poems.
Why in the world would He pick me?
Therefore, I listened to the words He put in my head.
These words came straight from God.
As He spoke these words in to my memory,
I just listened and wrote everything He said.
Copyrighted 2007
Reginald L. Walker
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This is the foreword for the book of poems I wrote. The name of the book is 'A Servant Letter.
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