I apologize if all
my prayers
sound the same.
But, make it plain.
Guide my path.
Straighten the crooked –
make the narrow
paths wide.
Make the discombobulation
inside of –
those weary souls
resign
to your will.
Until you’ve
given them
their fill of graces.
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Author, Genealogist, Writer, Poet, possessor of 2 cents, blogger and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that:
"People need to get off of their rump and do something".
All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will often get in the way.
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