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The Invitation

He sent me an invitation Come; come to him and dine Oh the joy that was mine As I entered into his presence Beholding his lovely face Hearing him invite me To sit a spell; just stay Oh! the hours we are Together; pass so swiftly away I come away rejoicing A new contenance on my face This is something I cannot share It is just for us two Entering into his presence He and I alone can do (I started at 8:49 and ended at 8:58 with corrections.)

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James Fraser

Date: 8/19/2009 12:41:00 PM

Lovely write Sara, delightful imagery for the reader to see>>James

Diane Christian

Date: 8/19/2009 4:08:00 AM

a great poem Sarah, og how great it is to be in the presence of the Lord, God bless you from diane

John Freeman

Date: 8/18/2009 3:08:00 PM

I think some may have missed it, Sara, I don't think it was me, God bless, Sincerely Moses

Yoni Dvorkis

Date: 8/18/2009 1:55:00 PM

and here you are inviting the reader to share in the intimacy that ultimately can't be shared with anyone other than you and your inviter. That's ok though, I'm content to stand in the sidelines as you stare at each other (metaphorically speaking) with those longing warm eyes. I can guess how it feels for each of you, and I don't think I'd be that off the mark;)

Jared Pickett

Date: 8/18/2009 7:36:00 AM

I enjoy picking your mind through such exquisite word play Sara.... Keep them coming......:JP]