Dear God

So how do I begin this?

Original Piece: Never stolen but taken Home

                                               

Death has a time to steal us away, steal us and carry us away

But one who was molded and shaped in Christ’s divine was never stolen, but simply taken home.

Here on this day, our eyes and hearts are flushed with tears for a life of which is seen as gone

But smile on, as her spirit is still alive, she’s elevated, gently uplifted in the Father’s hand.

Hol Mi Close: Spiritual Battles

Poetic Muse

Introduction to a Unbefriended Self

Irie! Shout outs

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Big up yuhself

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