Ambassador Topic -

Thankfulness

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three reasons

my 3 reasons

GOD, please give me one reason to get out of bed. Just one good thought in this tired old head.
One...

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Desperate

Desperate

We desperately
try to paint
write
sing
and dance
to stroke over
...

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Oh Deer

Oh Deer

Oh Deer do you think that I cant see you?

Frolicking amidst the corn amongst the golden hue...

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SOLDIER BOY TELLS ME

Soldier boy tells me he's been to hell and back
Constant gunfire he hears and under attack
...

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GRATEFUL

Sleep is for the weary so I rest my head
Food is for the hungry so I have been fed
Thirsty...

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Perfect Poetry ๐Ÿ™

Perfect Poetry ๐Ÿ™

My Christmas shopping is almost complete

In and out of shopping stores on either side of a street...

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Dear Mother Nature ๐ŸŒน

Dear Mother Nature ๐ŸŒน

Who paints those pretty pinks, peppering the sunset skies?

Who whistles thru that windiness within...

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Once upon a timeโ€ฆ

Once upon a timeโ€ฆ

Once upon a time men scanned and studied the ground

They dug every ditch and listened to the sound...

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The Troubled Toad ๐Ÿธ

The Troubled Toad ๐Ÿธ

Down amidst the hollyhocks, along the cobbled, country road

I stumbled on three red-topped...

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WHAT IS FREEDOM ?

What is freedom was put to me the other day
This is my answer and what I happened to say
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HAVE YOU BEEN MADE NEW ???

WHEN A MAN COMES TO CHRIST HE LEAVES HIS OLD LIFE BEHIND,
HE RECEIVES A NEW WAY OF THINKING BEING...

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My Robin Redbreast โค๏ธ

My Robin Redbreast โค๏ธ

There you are again you pretty red breasted bird
Are you trying to tell me something though you...

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Thanksgiving Requiem

Thanksgiving Requiem

Gnawing on a turkey leg
like a marauding Viking
in the company of my blood
most of...

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Missing Our Little Boys

Missing Our Little Boys

Happy Thanksgiving our precious Angels, itโ€™s now been seven years;
Since we all shared it together...

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I see you in my dreams ๐Ÿ’•

I see you in my dreams ๐Ÿ’•

Though sleeping in slumberland, things are not always as they do seem

Yet lying in my bed at night...

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Fruitful

Fruitful

The bough in the breeze offers to shake my hand,
As if to imply friendship! from foundation land....