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(A letter to you)



jdc,



There are many mysterious shadows gracing your presence.   A spine-chilling cold emits from your aura.   You lay gently upon your bed.   Expressionless of all greetings.   Sharing yourself outside your realm is unthinkable.   You have lost a most precious gift. The gift of life.



Tell me; How does one reach your warmth, your soul?   How does one rid the spirits of death?   Your resistance is low.   You have given in to the spirits of darkness and shunned the light.



To die with a heart as hard as stone,& as cold as ice takes away a piece of me.   Entering into a new life of glory or darkness is your choice.   Taking life, as we see it, deprives us of many precious memories. Memories we shared.  



Choose now my love before it's too late.   May I pray?...away mysterious shadows, you are not welcome. Spirit of God, lift her heart and may her remaining days be filled with Your light.

May her life be returned to the living. Amen.

                                             lmm



PS. Life of an ant..."oops there goes another rubber tree plant."