An old Christmas Poem
Special wishes for the day that arises
the day that breaths fufilling hopes and suprises
resting in the spirit of giving and thanks
puts things into perspective cuz love desires no rank
take pride while we ride in unity
the days also giveth and taketh then they are through with me
they feed my sanity
up front with less scrutiny
my verbal words provide the truth in me
so ...
Tuesday 17th April 2018 11:25 pm
Onionmint
Witheld by fate oercoming anxiety,
more pleasure more pain is what I face in this society
Displayed feelings of sadness, struggling to decieve
Struggling to understand what I have come to believe
Creative decisions to please, staying within this favour
Getting down low to my knees bowing out to the savior
It's what I have to do, burning flames desired
paradigm makes sense now ...
Tuesday 17th April 2018 8:14 pm
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