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The breeze whispers your name
With essence it softly brings And oft times Sweet refrain it's comfort lovingly sings Gently wind upon my face Tells me you are close at hand A reminder of your love and grace Setting me on higher ground to stand Wind of change guide my steps I hear, then my lips proclaim In his loving mercy I am kept His love washed away my sins Whispered love upon the wind Surround,protect and guard me I hear the voices of angels sing Sweet notes lifting up to Calvary 19.03.08 For those celebrating Easter.... |
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 (((Bonny))) Hi lady!
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i like it
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Thank you Bonny for sharing that with us.. you are a true blessing to have around..
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here is one of mine
A past long thought forgotten The ghosts and horrors left behind Have surfaced to reclaim him A guilt hidden away and buried deep. He had answered the call with pride Sworn to protect and help those who suffered Nothing could have prepared him for what awaited The anguish and suffering witnessed day to day The hatred, the loathing, aimed at the innocent The young victims of something they knew nothing of Something inside of him died over there Turning cold and callous Despising the monotony of a thankless job Wanting only to return to his way of life A phone call, another handout Turn them away, my tour is almost done A pleading to take just one more A simple task, what could it hurt It wouldn�t make a difference in the long run But it did A small angel, suffering an unseen wound Turning to him for help A help that was beyond his scope Golden locks and the bluest eyes, hoping All he could offer was comfort A comfort that he had refused moments earlier His tears flowed non stop as the angel was called home Returning home, he brought a piece of the war with him A guilt which he will carry until she releases him. Now she haunts his sleep, refusing him the comfort he refused her. |
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here is one of mine A past long thought forgotten The ghosts and horrors left behind Have surfaced to reclaim him A guilt hidden away and buried deep. He had answered the call with pride Sworn to protect and help those who suffered Nothing could have prepared him for what awaited The anguish and suffering witnessed day to day The hatred, the loathing, aimed at the innocent The young victims of something they knew nothing of Something inside of him died over there Turning cold and callous Despising the monotony of a thankless job Wanting only to return to his way of life A phone call, another handout Turn them away, my tour is almost done A pleading to take just one more A simple task, what could it hurt It wouldn�t make a difference in the long run But it did A small angel, suffering an unseen wound Turning to him for help A help that was beyond his scope Golden locks and the bluest eyes, hoping All he could offer was comfort A comfort that he had refused moments earlier His tears flowed non stop as the angel was called home Returning home, he brought a piece of the war with him A guilt which he will carry until she releases him. Now she haunts his sleep, refusing him the comfort he refused her. This is very good,very good indeed.Thank you for sharing it Thanks to 2BTrue ( you're a gent) Ms Teddy ( miss you lady) Mirror ( hello sweetie) |
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your welcome it was my pleasure
i have more on here if you would like to read them |
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Oh,I'm reading dear boy............
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alright
all i have to say is enjoy |
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God bless Bonny!
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Thank you Sister, and may God bless and keep you and your family in his loving sight.
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you go
peace jimmy |
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uplifting
Happy Easter To You and Michael
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everything is melting here in wording
The breeze whispers your name With essence it softly brings And oft times Sweet refrain it's comfort lovingly sings Gently wind upon my face Tells me you are close at hand A reminder of your love and grace Setting me on higher ground to stand Wind of change guide my steps I hear, then my lips proclaim In his loving mercy I am kept His love washed away my sins Whispered love upon the wind Surround,protect and guard me I hear the voices of angels sing Sweet notes lifting up to Calvary 19.03.08 For those celebrating Easter.... |
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that was sweet do got anymore
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That was beautiful
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