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Heaven Sent

Jacob's ladder filled with angels ascending upward descending down again like drops of water in the ocean evaporating up, up, up -- returned as clouds burst deep into the ground The cycle starts down here on Earth Our every action sent to Heaven On the wings of Angels, messengers divine ~ So behave yourself, and you'll be fine

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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Date: 11/11/2021 12:07:00 PM
"behave yourself and you'll be fine" -I want to put this on a billboard; so many have to misbehave or their parents do not speak to them or notice them at all.
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Date: 11/9/2021 6:51:00 PM
Indeed each of our action is documented in Heaven . Goodness will be rewarded and wickedness, punished.... the irrevocable law of nature. Your last lines are a beautiful reminder and exhortation to do good. Greshon, people who uphold such values are a blessing!
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Date: 11/9/2021 7:45:00 AM
Your every line sounds off a warning bell and your last line sends the message - well penned my friend. Hugs and Blessings, Jennifer.
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Date: 11/8/2021 1:04:00 PM
Very nice Gershon. I enjoyed this :)
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/9/2021 6:40:00 PM
Thank you, Heidi. Glad you liked the poem. :) gw
Date: 11/8/2021 10:26:00 AM
I thought this might be a response to Jan's Heaven Scent . . . . .
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/9/2021 6:42:00 PM
It actually is in response. I'm on Jan's scent, like a bloodhound. ~ Howlin' Wolf
Date: 11/8/2021 6:57:00 AM
Gershon, The lasting last message. No reason to believe the distance between ever shortens or lengthens. -Richard
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Date: 11/8/2021 5:46:00 AM
Lovely write. God bless you my friend. Thank you for all your encouraging words :) Love, Gina
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/9/2021 6:38:00 PM
Your poems are worthier than my feeble attempts at praise, Regina. Blessings, Gershon

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