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Spiritual
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In
Heaven all the angels weep
As I lay me down to sleep
For they all know I won’t awake |
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I
AM
Poetry by Diane Bator
I
am the sunbeams dancing on golden leaves.
I am the wind whispering through marsh grasses. |
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Lift
up my hands, I surrender
I no longer have strength to fight.
You scatter words like breadcrumbs |
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My
voice rejoices when I see Your path before me |
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All
works contained in this site are copyright protected by the author.
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Contributing Members:
Diane
Bator
The Late Janet Bellinger
Mary
Patricia Bird
S.
P. Bray
C.R.
Dumas
J.C.
Dumas
Lynda
Lou Gourlie
June
Hustler
Rich
Landriault
Laura
LaRocca
Clare
McCarthy
Nancy
O'Rourke
The
Late Len Rich
Judy
Zarowny
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