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Walking Bones – a poem
How can people do that? How can they walk right pass you And don’t speak? Even when I say hello, how’re you doing? They just look at me Am I a ghost or in some form of Invisibility? I know I may not mean nothing to you But if I A simple girl Have the proper decency to Give you notice, To give you some form of existence Then why can’t you Show some in return? What have I done to you? I wake up in the morning- -Thank you Jesus- And start my day with a smile Across my face New h
Oct 18, 2023
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Poem – The Jesus Time
You ask and wait For that moment when all you’ve asked comes. You seek and still seek Until all hope seems to be gone. You knock until your hand bleeds you think no one is home. But remember our time is not His time. He did pour out his blessings upon you. But you must be patient keep praying keep asking keep seeking keep knocking because when that time comes you probably would not notice until after you’ve finished smiling. Then you’d know that he had answered not when y
Sep 27, 2023
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