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The Gift
by Rene' Bennett
Friday, April 16, 2004
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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He came to me
was here last night
held me hand
swore it would be alright.
With soft spoken words
and deep trust in his eyes
he spoke of a place
where serenity lies.
Promising to help
guide the way
said he'd be back
for a visit today.
I finally spoke up
for I desired it bad
my soul was aching
for this peace he had.
With such a beautiful gift
I asked why to me he came
He replied, "I am your angel
and Death is my name."
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
4/17/2004 |
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Very touching but beautiful message Rene!!
love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader) |
4/17/2004 |
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Oh Renne heart rending but perfect, such peace throughout these words.
Well written.. |
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