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 |    We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
So many years, lamenting waits, betroth-ed to her lasting Mate when soon they're joined in wondrous state, the pain will be forgot. Cruel beaten by such wicked hands her heart felt doubt of his best plans. "Why did he leave by called demands as though his love were not?" "I'll come for you." These heart-clutched words build up her hope, through teared eyes blurred, oft bothered by her thoughts, like birds, until she falls to sleep. Awaking on the cold, slab floor, her mind is drawn to him once more, "Deliver me through the open door to bind in love so deep." "Return, he will," in rapturous thought, still clinging to the love he brought. Alone she waits in rigor wrought, determined in her heart. "Remember, Dear, I touched your heart, enlivening that spirit part. I'm with you when we seem apart. This Counsellor is true." The day approaches. She will leave with he, who comes to her retrieve, though oft she's shaken, she believes his word from the very start. Forever in their lasting Place, the Joy of wondrous Hope, and Grace, the gift of his, dear, blessed Face, says, "Dear, I so love you!" by Jay O’Toole on February 25th, 2025     |
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