Poetry

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THROUGH FROSTED GLASS SOME WORDS MAY EASILY PASS,THROUGH MY FRONT
DOOR WILL ALLOW SOME MORE,SISTER,BROTHER,RESEMBLE MANY ANOTHER
THIR VOICES TELL WHAT SOME SHOPS MAY SELL,MUST THANK THEM FOR WHAT
THEY HAVE LEFT,FRONT DOOR OPEN THEN RETRIEVE THEIR GIFTS,NEIGHBOURS
TOO LEFT THEIR GIFTS ANEW SILENT THOUGHTS ARE WORDS COME TRUE,
UNSEEN THEY CAME SILENT AS THE MISTY RAIN,THANH CHRISSIE,AND RENE
AS WELL,FROM THIS OLD CODGER WHO USED TO BE LIKE MANY A LODGER,
FROM FALLING RAIN DONT NEED THAT VIRUS NAMED COFID 19.SO WITH GOD'S
THE WHOLE WORLD OER,A CURE WE NEED AND WITH GOD'S HELP IT MAY COME
WITH SPEED,WHEN WE MAKE OUR PLEA SO AMEN WE COULD ALL PRAY INDEED,
Joe.

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