Back To My Old Family

Blessed Mother asks for a committee of twenty-one
The angels gather to give the soul good-bye gifts
May you be charitable, giving, loving, selfless,
The old soul will be leaving soon in a new body

Will I be given back to my old family? He asks.
Which one? The Blessed Mother replies.
There have been many.
Ah……he is forgetting already, so he can be fresh.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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