Poetry

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Prose thoughts are falling like the rain,and some may be very misty dim nothing new is our whole
world gone a bit topsy turvy too,is a toscin a bell perhaps am not hearing oo well,am hoping that
my head is level and clear in God's good time hope is always a sound so clear,stillness too has
welcoming view,and faith in God is ever so true between the night and day god's great gift may
be on display,good deeds are are in lietime's array,time can lead where a soul may plead ,and
every day we can grow indeed from daily life we come to life,where darkness fell all our time can 
tell ,amen said well will prayer excell,amen again.
Joe.

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