Poem -

Maybe Just Maybe

                                                                    The difference and the distances
                                                                              between resurrection,
                                                                     resuscitation and reincarnation
                                                                          are but a mere heartbeat,
                                                                     a blink and a few breaths away ..

 

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Neville

Glad you could see it my way Tina x

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Jac Fables

If a cat had nine lives. I must have lived most of mine by now. 🙂

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Neville

I know you have been through the ringer but hope next year will be a good one for you .. 

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Neville

Are you asking me a question or telling me the answer Wilf .. Whatever the case thanks for making up the numbers sir .. Neville 

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Wilford Barker

Lol. In my neighborhood, when truth is echoed.. One will respond to it by saying. Facts!
So sorry for the miscommunication Sir.
Nevertheless, good work.
Keep staining the canvas with those words of wisdom.

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Neville

I live in the middle of nowhere almost so neighbourhoods are new to me .. or relatively speaking .. Take care Wilf & seasonal best to you n yours sir .. Neville 

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Neville

You got it .. thanks for playing along Bernadette .. Neville 

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