We will be blessed

Words fell upon me  from heaven 
How beautiful

Yet at times the understanding were pluzzing

No one pays attention to Love ...like they do to hate.

The good is to simple a way of life

When the rain falls i try to catch a drop

like new word from heaven upon my Soul from God....of Love....i recieve.

It simply comes to me like a drop so sent....i pray...in this Wis....of life.

Choices with guidence becomes easy.

Even with mistakes..or unpleasant words...from the envy....
it comes to me ...in forgiving

But with love ....we will be blessed.

We will be.

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