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For Morn, my dome of blue,
For Meadows, green and gay,
And Birds who love the twilight of the leaves,
Let Jesus keep me joyful when I pray.
For the big Bees that hum
And hide in bells of flowers;
For the winding roads that come
To Evening’s holy door,
May Jesus bring me grateful to his arms,
And guard my innocence for evermore.
Siegfried Sassoon
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Sylva Portoian (1/11/2010 1:54:00 AM)
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To Siegfried Sassoon
The mothers are every thing in life
The fathers enjoy till disappear.
His mother prayed for Jesus
His father belonged to Moses
But He remained praying to His mother's faith
Because He stayed attached to her Womb…
Feeling mother’s Heart beats which beated the same spirit.
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