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Treasure the Pleasure of God's Blessings

once i had footprints as tattoos the art was tasteless the seed was a hateful hoax once i had phlegm laced spit in every hair follicle the gleam was unattractive the roots were unbalanced and unevenly growing once i had gnats fronting as a jazz band predominately playing dirges the rhythm was a compulsive liar the melody was basically a malady then you came along you saw me in all chapters of unkempt you dried my tears you gave me shelter you made me pray with you you Loved me to Wellness now i am a better man now i am smelling like lavender and vanilla now my heart is richer than my many big pictures now i know the true meaning of Prosperous Gratitude now i know what it really feels like to be Definitively Loved Now I Thank God and Give Him Praise For You..... now i must go and get myself together and get ready her funeral starts at 11am her last words to me were 'You Blessed My Life By My Saving Yours' Treasure The Pleasure Of God's Blessings......

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Date: 1/4/2022 4:26:00 AM
Life’s treasured moments and saddest. My Dad’s been experiencing the grief of losing my mom. Love at first sight and 61 years strong. May God comfort you and help you to live life as her blessings live on in your life. Great imagery in this poem. A fave, Marty.
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