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Higher Is Your Prospect

Look up to the mountain so high according to your eyes, it's very far it seems way out of your reach so many miles away from being a star Realise there is a calling upon us this calling has a divine hand one that power's not human but is eternal forever to stand Rise, rise and rise so he cries there comes a time to rise on high then our eyes see above the clouds even the moon and stars look so nigh Our statures will touch the skies when we stay close to form irresistible is our call to rise then we'll resist the storm Higher is your prospect to rise from earth's drain the prize is ever up there so leave behind the last pain (Quote 'We never know how high we are till we are called to rise, then if we are true to form our statures touch the skies' - Emily Dickinson )

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Date: 12/13/2019 1:14:00 PM
A very different poem, we will rise high one day (hope I do) would love to be among the ones chosen to see The Prize. Hugs and Christmas Blessings to you and your lovely wife Gordon. Jennifer.
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Gordon Mcconnell
Date: 12/13/2019 3:25:00 PM
Hi Jennifer, Glad you liked it and we can know that we're among the chosen of God as scriptures assure us we can. Happy Christmas when it comes, Christmas blessings and hugs, Gordon

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