The Extraordinary Poem by Juliet Languedoc
The Extraordinary
I am the extraordinary chord
you can really afford it.
I am unique, patient, pure, and secure.
I am amazingly stirring, eager
and clever; honest, enduring,
tender forever.
What do you mean?
I am still in a dream.
I am concern not
to scream.
Well, that is not a challenge,
you could definitely manage;
all because I am not of any baggage.
I am the extraordinary chord, the
Love of God.
June 10,2014
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5/7/2024 8:22:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
An extraordinary piece of literature! keep writing! ! ! ! (: