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Prairie Inkwells Junior Member
since 2002-02-04
Posts 13Kansas |
Angels, Angels, Angels galore your story, please tell me more Don't preach to me ye, who fell by thirds and consider us mere accidents, at least, severe discipline begins with chaos as the lost chord. Genesis started a wonderful rhythm wit it said I will bless whom I will bless. If I is I and me is me where will true blessings be? If it's a panther, don't answer, but the Bible says if it is the Lion of Judah, take note. Those living in Kansas may be mundane my second birthright may be shyness but my origin is not profane, I have found my true blessing. Kansas is my home. ~*~ Max Hart 10/24/05 Written for Prairie Inkwells |
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Bridget Shenachie Senior Member
since 2002-01-23
Posts 1056Kansas USA |
Max-- I enjoyed reading your poem in the workshop and was struck with your theme of what is important in life. We all need to sort through the chaos of life and find our true blessings. This is thought provoking. Shenachie |
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