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mercies I’ve known
of more than my share
and places
the world disregards
let them fall
into slumber
let their kind burn away
but for notions and living
so misunderstood
would wish not the knowing
our lives to embrace
or beauty the colors
we’ve not yet
to see
split between ruby and red
and whites the same
virgin
as doves to the sky
in a postcard of Jesus
stood by the sea
would ever these eyes
be meant to recall
the differences
more
than we wanted
to be
. . .
tornadoday 
Your words are exquisite.
…and your kindness is intoxicating………. 🙂 Thank you, Deana. ~ Much love, Bobbie
there in that place
in that abode of tender graces
of loving kindness so heavy
breaths would falter
and questions cease
for all would be known and felt
hearts would be swollen and melt
…and in that moment, eternity come….
Thank you, Vimal. ~ Much love, Me
eternity realize 🙂
so sweet serene lines Bobbie
Wonderful as always Bobbie-
And, as always, my beautiful Cynthia, I am grateful for the kindness that brought you here. Truly, thank you. ~ Love, Bobbie