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Well, you've heard this: Well, you've heard this before and you will probably hear it again: this is my favorite of yours! My favorites list keeps growing.   So where do I begin?   The curtain opened to display, with mood-altering and spellbinding beauty, the setting of your gripping story. Then the old man was introduced with such a shrewd poetic sleight of hand that he was a part of the sumptuous peace and mystery that had already captivated me.   " . . . keeping the rhythm and time of an old man's breathing." Gorgeous.   That was dazzling enough, but then a crescendo of euphoria builds as it becomes apparent that these are the old man's final moments on Earth, that he has one foot in Heaven's Light.     You used imagery like a sage to capture the surreal transcendence, the all-consuming summit of joy, the unsurpassable release "just beyond those same/ stars that the lake's clarity reflects." Along with a sense of place, there's also an electrifying sense of the time when, in spite of ruthless persecution, Christianity was blossoming and beginning to ignite the world.   Without the bells and whistles of unnecessary drama or diction, you stayed true to the elegant message of hope, ending on a perspective that truly lifts our sights to place far above life's turmoil, and this is where the Light rains down from Heaven:   As he waits for the "call" (future tense) he is, in a mystical and undeniable sense, already Home as he has been since he was first "called" (past tense). With the Savior in his heart he was never alone. What an enthralling, exhilarating, stirring way to illuminate scripture!     I was transfixed. Bravo!

You sound like..: You sound like you need a break. Is there anyone out there who can give this woman a break? If the breaks you get need cleaning and/or tightening, I'd be happy to take care of that for you, but you'll have to stay in the garage overnite. 

When it comes to Taylor Swift..: When it comes to Taylor Swift The Super Bowl is tailor-made To give her a lift With the exposure she'll be getting  She'll either reach up to heaven Or go down on Kelce? Sorry.. Or go down to hell, see

I feel so hard tonight..: I feel so hard tonight I feel so hard as some logs I need relief tonight I'll get in touch with prboggs Because I know this is true  The thing that she likes to do It makes me feel all right   When you moan You know you're doin' it right Then I moan Keep on doin' it thru the night, right? Yeah!   I was so hard tonight Soon I'll be sleepin' like some logs I got relief tonight I wanna thank you, prboggs Because that thing that you do There's no one better than who? The one called prboggs Her name's not prboggs It's Pauletta Ruby Boggs!  

Awww thank you. That means: Awww thank you. That means alot coming from someone outside looking in through a poem that I wrote many years ago. ❤️ I actually left him about 4 months ago after being with him for 9 and a half years

Thank you, I appreciate your: Thank you, I appreciate your comment. Xx