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The Reason I Behave

Voice of conscience here you are again niggling at my soul like one last Amen Breathe me in, but do not rob me of my choice you know its nice when I can use my other voice Take me to your right but don't neglect my left you conscience, are my wholesome gift Whisper to me softly truths I do not dare for when my slate is clean I feel light as air You conscience, are the reason I behave the purpose I hold straight my stave Drink me in and water my reason be at my side, for every season. June 4, 2021

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Date: 6/5/2021 4:56:00 AM
I love the shape of you poem as f your conscience is a vessel. Lovely reasoning. SuZ
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Date: 6/4/2021 1:04:00 PM
Wonderful write. I, too, must heed the inner voice that is, I believe, the Holy Spirit - after salvation. Love this so - God bless you always, Love, Gina
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Date: 6/4/2021 5:54:00 PM
Thank you for loving my poem, I am honored
Date: 6/4/2021 8:43:00 AM
Beautiful poem that flows smoothly with rhythm, Vie, well done:)
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Date: 6/4/2021 5:54:00 PM
Thank you dear Jo, for appreciating it,
Date: 6/4/2021 6:56:00 AM
Wow ~ beautiful poem. Love that you bolded the three instances of 'conscience' ~ great presentation
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Date: 6/4/2021 5:30:00 AM
Conscience is like a steering wheel. It shows you the right way to move. Beautiful poem. Hugs.
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