Turn Of The Cards... Vii-Vii-Vii Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

Turn Of The Cards... Vii-Vii-Vii

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When comes my time to fold or call....what shall I see?

A comet bright, black holes in space, a House of Deity?

The notion of Death will not occlude my Souls chastity

In raising my odds to cover 'The House' expectancies.

Turning over my cards I see the hand that's dealt to me;

Faith, my lone certitude, 'The House' will welcome me.

Saturday, July 25, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: metaphor
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Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

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