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Not a Sinner Or a Saint

My halo has small crack that no one else can see...
Its my little secret that stays below and never shall fly free...
 
I hold a door and tip my hat ,but an angel that's not me...
If I pull out a chair or give up my seat its what I want to be...

Saints and sinners I sit between like a branch in a tree...
I'll do best and not to shake the fruit or take a bite from Eve...

funnyi do not know?

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Sharon Ruebel

Date: 1/14/2011 10:59:00 AM

Hello Michael, I love your work! This is so moving and just so well done. Thank you for this, into my favorites it goes! As Always, Shar

Fabiyas M V

Date: 1/12/2011 9:52:00 AM

Very sweet indeed.You have nicely penned it, my friend

Sara Kendrick

Date: 1/11/2011 5:05:00 PM

Good one..We are all groaning on the inside with the war that we fight to do what is right..Sara

Elizabeth Bark

Date: 1/11/2011 6:12:00 AM

very nice and very sad...resist the temptation lol...seems like i havent been as connected as well as i used to be...anyways...hope your holidays were good...with lve always...Lizzy.b...<33

Harry Horsman

Date: 1/10/2011 11:47:00 PM

This is wonderful Michael, Harry

Wilma Neels

Date: 1/10/2011 6:31:00 PM

I think my halo is cracked too.. We still love you Mr. F with or without your halo ;) last day of my holiday and I can't sleep it's already 4h30 in the morning over here ;( love Wilma

M.I.A .

Date: 1/10/2011 6:01:00 PM

Lovely! I liked that part about the crack on your halo :D

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 1/10/2011 5:58:00 PM

Inspirational thoughts my White Knight and that title fits most all of us who will read this lovely adventure u have penned... a beautiful creative flow to this one my W.K. of P.S. from your J.G. ready with her shovel...again...luv..

Audrey Haick

Date: 1/10/2011 5:15:00 PM

You're funny! Whether you're a sinner or a saint, you're still my friend..and all of us have some of both in us so you're not alone, dear Michael. Love, Audrey

Andrew Crisci

Date: 1/10/2011 5:04:00 PM

It's a lovely poem, Michael. You are the perfect gentleman! Happy New Year to you. May all your wishes come true. Peace and Love, Andrew.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/10/2011 4:54:00 PM

haha, that last line was funny. This is a really fun read, Michael. So you are neither one, huh? Luv, Andrea

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 1/10/2011 4:32:00 PM

Cute one, Michael. I suspect you have more saint than sinner in you. LOL Love, Carolyn

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 1/10/2011 3:58:00 PM

Hello, Michael.. seems like its been a long time.. what an awesome write, can you imagine the fillings in the crown of every kids teeth. Well i can imagine the smile you got when you wrote this poem.. I'm here enjoying the thought of you tipping your hat.. have a good one,..p..d