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Mabs A sparkle came into my life today She came with a chuckle wanting to play Dressed in shorts with sandals of pink She cooed for attention ..

Time The rain fell upon the brown cobble stone pads Splatter was sounded with a dull reproach Looking for a justice in its travels Hoping for t..

The Day I Woke Up Dead I woke up dead today. A spirit where life once played. It’s hard to redeem one’s self Having change t..

He He’s only one I can’t imagine being without him His smile lights up my days And even nights are fun He started toddling at te..

Love Lost When time has killed ones taste for love The issue is not maintained in grace For time plays a game with a person’s soul When t..

Brest She basks in the thunder of the surf The water cold in the gate Rafting upwards in the crest Narrow the moment in the breast Her stom..

Prayer I sat in the congregation Waiting for the preacher to start He sat in his seat behind the pulpit Looking out at nothing in particular Wa..

A Stand The heart strings of the guitar sing Lending depth to the emotions gained Retrospect the look is set To show a mood now becoming regret ..

Who Is God? Is it wrong to ask “Who God is?” Will it ever matter if we never know? Can it be that God really doesn’t care? Bec..