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were for choices
I to blame
and lengths forgot to go
history repeating
in everything I know
could this be all
would hope hold fast
when every faith is failed
what light shall reach
the sailor lost
to shine within the gale
tis all we have
this one – this more
this ache of circumstance
believers come
and sinners lose their way
faltered in surrender
of one the other held –
drifting past the darkness
into the grey
led us to temptation
gave away our best –
held to proof
these mysteries of grace
souls to save
and there our truth
regarded as our worth
to love as we are loved
without regard
to place
. . .
tornadoday 
OH WOW I do like this one Miss Bobbie!
Take Care…
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me
Thank you, Maryrose. I’m not surprised you do for it speaks to the sweet cords that tie us one to another. All my love, Bobbie
O Bobbie, I’ve read and re-read.. again and again this one. These words to me appear a mystery. The depths of your mind has intrigues mine even more 🙂
Love xx
Thank you, my sweet beautiful friend. I believe every word is a mystery, awaiting only to be read aloud. Here’s hoping you have lots of intriguing moments. ~ Ever love, Bobbie
Bobbie, your poem is such a ‘knockout’, it leaves one breathless but with a lasting smile!
..I could ask for no more, dear Wendell. Your smile lights up the world! ~ Love, Bobbie