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A four Poster Bed!
This story has a Beginning and an End
First thing! Upon my Bed, I rest!
Everything is at rest!
No doubts No hurt no Pain!
No tears No fears all rest!
Upon my bed,
I rest thinking of a four-poster bed! Just glad to be at rest! my thoughts guest for better or less has roamed the earth's atmosphere with circles of the blowing breezy winds received the air breathe sacrifice of the life of living the ones you know! The winds of again are blowing in the wind of let us do it again! Here was
Silk material woven in the swirl of my thoughts blowing in the breeze right now Scented with spices both for the soul and the mind with the fresh aromatic smell of promise in the soul chamers the word much caused my thoughts to come to a pause and a halt! Let me pause a minute to believe in dreams the value of all of the right and left brain activity agreements to love honor and cherish the moment that might never pass in this way of life ever again! Another agreement is to let love do us only no matter what comes well live and learn to tribute to the God Of the Living! and be a soul a spirit or the bone flesh and blood and your body flesh loves the God of Love! Just remember the words Listen to the feelings all inside oneself ! Listen I am on my bed thinking about a 4-poster bed the mystery of getting one I wonder now why!
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Joyce Faure
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