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The Lords Sweet Morning

The clouds are floating softly just below the mountain's peak.
   The river plays it's symphony, sweet music to my ear.
      The lyrics dance in rhythm as the Lord begins to speak.
         I thank him for this morning and the melodies I hear.

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Sara Kendrick

July 14, 2014 at 9:00 AM

Wonderful to read your work that is faith based..It has such great poetic qualities..Thanks for the visit to my page..Paper Mills are not as smelly now as they once were for they have to control the emissions from those stacks..If the weather conditions are just right and maybe the stacks not working correctly for one reason or another the scent is very unpleasant..Where I live now years ago when the winds and weather was just right we would have the scent from one that is 45 miles away here.SK

Robert Nehls

July 15, 2014 at 5:24 AM

Hi Sara. Thanks so much for the great comments. Glad to hear they have those paper mills under control now. Maybe I should take a road trip and drive by a couple so I can rid myself of the old memories. Well, I'm happy you like this type of poetry. These are the one that flow the easiest for me. Your words are very welcome, my friend..... Robert.

Robert Lindley

June 28, 2014 at 7:48 PM

That faint whisper one can almost hear at the break of day is the angels fluttering dragging the last of stubborn pains of darkness away! A tremendous write my friend. One I am going to fav... Thanks...

Robert Nehls

June 28, 2014 at 8:19 PM

That's a wonderful line, Robert. Thank you so much for your wonderful comments, and for putting this one in your Faves.... Robert.