Poem -

Broken on the inside

            Our eyes are but a window to our soul, the floodgates that hold back the Waters of brokenness until they can hold back no more. Then the waters  burst fourth in a flood that cleanses our broken souls. Allowing us to live again and in time to love again. Brokenness is but a tool in The guiding hand of God, stripping and shaping us into the person we're meant to be. The waters from our brokenness are washing away all we're not meant to be. So that all can see the beauty of who where meant to be.

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Marion Price

Your have written words of such meaning and truth Donald, we emerge from the the rubble a little broken but reshaped...🌹

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Donald lewis

thank you so much you'll never know how much that means to me encourage me to write more I have more to post I thought that it wouldn't make any difference you've encouraged me to write thank you Marion
 

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Marion Price

Oh please keep writing Donald, you have a very expressive voice. Sometimes we get comments and likes on here, sometimes we don't. Sometimes work gets overlooked in the sheer column but it doesn't matter...we write for ourselves, to express ourselves not for approval, though I agree, it's very nice when we receive approval and input. I am very interested to read your work and will catch up with it soon. Power to your pen, my friend 🌹🌹

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Marion Price

Sorry I liked but forgot to give it a vote...I have rectified that 😊

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