Until My Dying Day

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    Filled with purpose beyond my earthly comprehension.  I have formatted center because FB sets margins too close. 

    Until My Dying Day

    UNTIL MY DYING DAY

     

    There are few things that can be done

                Until our dying day

    And fewer ways still

                To assure more hearts are won.

     

    Except for writing words

                That flow magically from the heart

    With rhythm, no matter our will

                To hide what will impart

     

    For,

    Creation is creation;

                A smorgasbord of wonder

    A buffet, a feast of joy

                Ne’er to be put asunder

     

    Humankind through its selfishness

                Has yet to understand

    The likeness to be had in those

                Who walked ‘ore this land

     

    So, hats off to my predecessors

                Who light the way my path

    Kudos to my intercessors

                Who lift me as I waft

     

    For

    I ne’er chose this way for me

                Lo, ‘twas given me

    By what most consider a tragedy

                Joy was given by thoughts of Thee.

     

    In the center of the circle

                I link the past to the future

    And share the promise of forever

                To every new believer.

    ©1124091132pJeanMarie           

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    FreeBird02 commented on Until My Dying Day

    05-14-2010

    I too agree you wrote this one deep from within your heart. Beginning to current depths in time, you told the stories of how your final days among us will great you as a rewarding time of rest. Great job.
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    jeanpnkldyg

    05/31/2010

    "Find one's own purpose and do not assume another's, add a desire for excellence..." Thank you.

    FreeBird02

    05/31/2010

    Please keep on writing... You possess the ability... Write On!

    NevillePark commented on Until My Dying Day

    01-10-2010

    Just slowly getting around to check out the poetry of my OP friends. Jean I can tell that you were inspired doing this one. You wrote from your spirit. Lovely work!
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    jeanpnkldyg

    01/10/2010

    So many places to go, people to see ! Thank you for your kind words. I plan to allocate more time to the many new friends I've met here (and there). ;-D

    Tempestlady commented on Until My Dying Day

    11-27-2009

    It's important to center ones thoughts and words. Right? You are a tool of creation and bringin things together. To be used so is an honor for which to be thankful. You are truly blessed and talented. I enjoyed this piece immensely. Write on......
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    jeanpnkldyg

    11/27/2009

    I am grateful for your kind words and encouragement. Be blessed.

    Marsink commented on Until My Dying Day

    11-26-2009

    Very imploring for us to perceive that Someone calls our name and it's not the inner child, or our own voice. Thanks for a very deft unveiling of your heart's inclinations and response to the Creator. your words are blessed and a blessing to the reader.
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    jeanpnkldyg

    11/27/2009

    Your kind words add inspiration. Reconciliation.

    kdarcy commented on Until My Dying Day

    11-26-2009

    Reflection forward, backward and held within, the human spirit and belief was never really ours ... it was given for a reason. A great write.Be well, k
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    jeanpnkldyg

    11/26/2009

    and, there is no greater gift than to pay homage to that reason. Thank your for taking the time.

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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