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three Angels laughed at everday hardships bathed in the light of eternal Grace misdeeds, distrusts goodwill interrupted all are welcome at His Holy Place when righteous paths are twisted with lies and darkness swallows impossible hope remember the words an old warrior sang as the gates of glory came into sight he held up three fingers we asked him "why?" he said he "I see Three" we knew soon he'd be free three Angels laughed at every hardships bathed in the light of eternal Grace misdeeds, distrusts goodwill interrupted all are welcome at His Holy Place when righteous paths are twisted with lies and darkness swallows impossible hope remember the words an old warrior sang as the gates of glory came into sight he held up three fingers we asked him "why?" he said " I see Three" we knew soon he'd be free lyric/song...all rights reserved

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Joyce Johnson

Date: 3/24/2014 7:55:00 PM

a worthwhile read. I am glad Soap posted it for us. Love, Joyce

Constance La France

Date: 8/7/2009 7:10:00 PM

Its a beautiful song, of three.. and thanks for your comment on my poem, I know it is sad, but that is me, I must write the pain, to release it...

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 5/9/2009 8:10:00 PM

Wow, James, I see what you mean. I read this a couple months ago before I became more familiar with your writing. I had no idea this was a true story about your father. God bless you for sharing this with me. Now I have some positive vibes to carry me through the night. Spiritual poems like this absolutely thrill me!!! Love you! Carolyn

Nicholas Westerhausen

Date: 3/19/2009 12:52:00 PM

i liked this poem. the rhyme and message are easy to read and ridden with truth respectively. in love, nick

L'Nass Shango

Date: 3/16/2009 7:31:00 AM

For every trinity of truth there is the counterfeit of the brute, and precious is the faith we are given, that after questions, we still find our heaven. Great poem!

Lena Townsend

Date: 3/14/2009 8:31:00 PM

What a wonderful write. Inspiring and sad but perfect in form. The end leaves the reader with so much hope and a sense of peace. So beautiful. Adding to my favorietes. Smiles from Lolita

Sara Lokken

Date: 3/14/2009 1:25:00 PM

Very inspirational. I would, like the angels, like to know the answers to the whys in my life. Smile. Thanks for your comments. Best wishes, Sara:)

Laurie Ginn

Date: 3/14/2009 12:13:00 PM

Amazing write, when darkness swallows impossible hope, great line.

Frank F. Atanacio

Date: 3/14/2009 11:08:00 AM

wow I love this piece fav of mine now

Christopher Higgins

Date: 3/14/2009 11:02:00 AM

P.S.... I am going to dig deep to find something to write...very inspiring piece.

Christopher Higgins

Date: 3/14/2009 11:01:00 AM

James, I read this again and after your soup mail my heart is breaking.. This is even more powerful with the meaning behind it. I won't say it but goodness friend I definetly want more of this.. I am honestly tearing up at this.. very close to me is this one..respect..truly.

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 3/14/2009 10:38:00 AM

James, I agree with Christopher. This poem takes us on a journey with the "old warrior." Nice work! Love, Carolyn

Christopher Higgins

Date: 3/14/2009 10:27:00 AM

This is wonderful to read..I felt I was reading a story and I was searching for more at the end.. well written piece.