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The poet guyA Note from my Father
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The poet guyHis will not our own
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All profits go to God’s kingdom, in His glory, Amen
The poet guyTaxi Driver
In the city's embrace, as night unfolds,I through streets where stories are told.A guiding presence, a traveler's friend,With open ears, my humble jo...
The poet guyA Note from my Father
In the realm of connection, dear one,Our bond goes beyond words spoken or done.For in the silence, a presence I'll be,Forever here, companion for the...
The poet guyHis will not our own
In the depths of doubt, when faith seems to w,Remember His thoughts higher, His ways not in vain.For in our finite minds, we may stumble and stray,Bu...
All profits go to God’s kingdom, in His glory, Amen
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In the realm of existence, where moments intertwine,
Time weaves its tapestry, fleeting and divine.
A precious currency, ticking with each passing day,
A gift bestowed upon us, in its own mysterious way.
For time, dear friend, is a relentless river's flow,
Unyielding, unstoppable, it never ceases to grow.
It waits for no man, nor bends to our will,
Urging us forward, urging us to fulfill.
The present, they say, is a gift from above,
A chance to embrace life, to cherish and to love.
In its fleeting embrace, beauty lies untold,
Moments to be treasured, more valuable than gold.
So let us be mindful of this priceless treasure,
Embrace every breath, every joy and measure.
For in the tapestry of time, we find our true worth,
To live fully, passionately, upon this sacred earth.
The past, a lesson etched, a guide for our way,
The future, a promise yet unwritten, come what may.
But in this moment, the present, see its grace,
For it is in the present that life finds its embrace.
Let us not waste a single second, but instead,
Seize the day, let our souls be widely spread.
For time, my friend, may be fleetingly swift,
But in the present, we find a timeless lift.
In the realm of existence, where moments intertwine,
Time weaves its tapestry, fleeting and divine.
A precious currency, ticking with each passing day,
A gift bestowed upon us, in its own mysterious way.
For time, dear friend, is a relentless river's flow,
Unyielding, unstoppable, it never ceases to grow.
It waits for no man, nor bends to our will,
Urging us forward, urging us to fulfill.
The present, they say, is a gift from above,
A chance to embrace life, to cherish and to love.
In its fleeting embrace, beauty lies untold,
Moments to be treasured, more valuable than gold.
So let us be mindful of this priceless treasure,
Embrace every breath, every joy and measure.
For in the tapestry of time, we find our true worth,
To live fully, passionately, upon this sacred earth.
The past, a lesson etched, a guide for our way,
The future, a promise yet unwritten, come what may.
But in this moment, the present, see its grace,
For it is in the present that life finds its embrace.
Let us not waste a single second, but instead,
Seize the day, let our souls be widely spread.
For time, my friend, may be fleetingly swift,
But in the present, we find a timeless lift.
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