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Three roads lead to
the little church
that is built within my soul.
I am the only worshipper,each visit makes me whole.
I like to visit each new d..
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He may burrow his way
Through a hole in your wall
Appear out of nowhere
When your husband you call
Scurry across the floor
As c..
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When
Death plays his tune
Souls follow him without question
Spellbound like Zombies.
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Be
not worried!
Let all worry fade.
A heart is now broken
by a love that's unmade.
An everyday story,today it's my turn.
Nothing unusual just a ..
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Supreme
beings of love
that protect and fill our lives
with heavenly light.
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A choir of barking dogs sing,
their chorus fills the air,
mingled with Mother Nature’s notes
as little birds sing without a care
on ..
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It was a
wonderful morning, second day of autumn.
The golden sun strode playfully across the blue
sky.
Not a cloud to be seen!
My little boat sai..
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He
sits by the fire, head bent low
buried
as in the sand.
She
sits at the table, head resting
lightly
on her hand.
He
cannot face the..
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Waves hum
tunes to daisies white
as sun shines down, to their delight.
The daisies dance gently to and fro
and whisper secrets only the waves know..
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You sweep me across the dance floor of life,in your arms, I am lovingly guidedsure of every movehead held high,confident in your lead.
We complement ..
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