Mary Harper Poems

God bless this little kitchen
Where I stand for there be for my mother,
only one man.
I pray that every child is blessed with grace.
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As I laid my head down I see this vision
of this Little Town, I see myself floating on this
Cloud and I hear voices spoken softly and angels
singing his praises Loud.
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He came to me as a vision
Or was it in my dream,
It was so real it seems.
He was like a vision that shines so bright,
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