There was a different feel to the chilly autumn air
It was an unusual calm almost a stillness of life
Maybe the ghosts that haunted her had finally gone
Or maybe she refused to acknowledge them anymore
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Poetry, music, creative writing and a desire to inspire….Isaiah 45:2-7 I will go before you and will level the mountains[a]; I will break down gates of bronze and cut through bars of iron. 3 I will give you hidden treasures, riches stored in secret places, so that you may know that I am the Lord
There was a different feel to the chilly autumn air
It was an unusual calm almost a stillness of life
Maybe the ghosts that haunted her had finally gone
Or maybe she refused to acknowledge them anymore
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With their fate being sealed and buried
It was a tearful and heart wrenching goodbye
The hour of their new dawn was not yet upon them
As their clasped hands parted, time became a thorn in the flesh
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The stage was set and all the props were in place
This was no ordinary production, it was all improvised
This was as real as it gets and the audience was in for one heck of a show
All the actors were well studied in the art of drama
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photo credit: The Lace Market Theatre: The main stage. Seats 118. By Gellion and Lee
With the odds against, decisions had to be made
Once the walls went up, perhaps they would never see the light again
The border was there only hope and it seemed so far away
It was either life or living dead inside
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God parted the Red Sea
He provided manna from heaven
The Lord called Lazarus back to life
This is the bridge of faith we must walk
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One last stroll before we part
Fade into oblivion or cherished memory
Nightmare or daydreaming
Twenty two seconds of thought
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It’s a cool autumn evening
A bowl of hot vegetable soup
And then there is you
Warmth for the heart and warmth for the soul
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“I’ll be back,” he said
We waited and waited and waited
Dinner was getting cold and mom’s temper was heating up
Usually dad was rather robotic in his ways
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She kissed me, I smiled
She kissed me again, I smiled wider
Then she licked me, my eyes opened slowly
Time for a walk, must be Saturday
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Stammering and stuttering
We couldn’t quite express what we wanted to say
We were completely carried away by each other’s actions
Love seemed to amplify all we said and did
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photo credit: Gary Cooper and Jean Arthur from the 1936 motion picture “Mr. Deeds Goes To Town”