MY FRIEND...WHAT, YOU DIDN'T KNOW?!? EVERYTHING IS ALREADY FORGIVEN(1JHN 1:9-10), IT'S ALRIGHT...THE RANSOM FOR ALL KINDS OF DEBT IS PAID SO, FACE TOMORROW(WHICH WILL COME)AND... PRESS ON! GOD HAS FORGIVEN YOU, NOW YOU'VE GOT TO FORGIVE YOURSELF, AMEN. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
I too have heard the coyotes wail, especially after having bitten their tail...I stand in glad tidings to you have risen in this piece of the write so well written
budd
All things blow over, even such dour moods that we may have from time to day. Just get yourself into the field of clover as I get into my field of poppies. It's just over the hill there waiting for me.
I think I know where this poem is coming from. We need to move forward, and let bygones be bygones. We can't change the past, but we can certainly make a better future for ourselves and inspire others to do the right things.
It's February,
The skies are gray.
It seems like the sun,
Has gone away.
But hang in there my dear,
With all your might.
Spring's a comin',
There's clover in sight.
Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
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Enter the pages of diaspora in quiet introspection. Bathe your thoughts with subtle humor; synchronize your spirit-sense with history-in-heat; fall headlong with eyes wide open into
Regis.
budd
Did you know that it takes the bumblebee to make longleaf clover reproduce?
Ron
Bit my backside"
Yes . . . Yes . . . Hell yes!
Great poem and well-expressed of your emotion.
Sandie
The skies are gray.
It seems like the sun,
Has gone away.
But hang in there my dear,
With all your might.
Spring's a comin',
There's clover in sight.