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Morning Son

Morning birds softly sing Only the fluttering of colorful wings Reminds me of the frailest dreams Nestled in my pillow of satin green I was walking towards a light Neither was it day or night God was there with kind eyes Saying my name with delight On my knees I worship I cry Now merciful is God so devine

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Date: 6/23/2024 8:21:00 PM
Amazing grace this poem moves me. Thanks for sharing.
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Karen Jones
Date: 6/24/2024 12:23:00 AM
Wow really? Thank you Ben!
Date: 6/23/2024 9:11:00 AM
Your "Morning Son" write was wonderful to read this Sunday morning..... Have a great day writing away.........................
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Karen Jones
Date: 6/23/2024 9:41:00 AM
Glad you enjoyed it Paula!

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