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Love Was There

Love Was Thereby Michael DoyleAlong the country roads of my youthI learned a few jokes and a lot of truthSinging along with the radio showA lot joy there and it continues to flowSo many smiles built on memoryTimes spent with … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Everybody Knows That the Family Is the Bedrock of Any Society

“Everybody knows that the family is the bedrock of any society because it is in the family that the child learns how to be — how to be cultivated, how to be mannerly, how to have values. And if we … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Students Learn From Gutless Academic Administrators That Mob Rule Is the Way To Get What You Want – and To Silence Those Who Disagree With You

“Our educational system may not teach students much math or science, but students learn from gutless academic administrators that mob rule is the way to get what you want — and to silence those who disagree with you.” – Thomas … Continue reading

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The Slow Crawl

The Slow Crawlby Michael DoylePushing past the slow crawl of another dayEdged to darkness and I begin to prayTo a god that I feel unsure ofBut who has a sense of humor disguised as loveDeath is a way out of … Continue reading

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Strike the Match

Strike the Matchby Michael DoyleLife broke our heartsAnd filled it with sorrowLife killed our hopeBy filling us with promised tomorrowsThere inside our broken smilesAre the tatters, we won’t leave behindEven for a sacred shot at sanityThat is, after all, naught … Continue reading

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A Life Lived Publicly

A Life Lived Publiclyby Michael DoyleWe walk through life brisklyThinking thoughts ironicallyAbout a life lived publiclyWhen it cannot be lived privatelyThere are eyes most everywhereAs the cameras blink and others stareIt only works if we live comfortablyWith the feeling we’re … Continue reading

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Open Declaration

Open Declarationby Michael DoyleThe cross is not a decorationIt is an open declarationOf how much love the Father bringsThese are the lessons of the hymns we singLooking carefully at all that we seeWhat brings happiness, what brings misery?Staring out bored … Continue reading

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New Paths Shown

New Paths Shownby Michael DoyleWorking hard for changes that we needThe kernels of thought plant the seedArtificial interface brings us to zeroEngineers solving for real play the heroesBe it carbon free concrete or green steelThe same names bring a renewed … Continue reading

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In the Depth of God’s Love

In the Depth of God’s Love(Thoughts on Good Friday 2022)by Michael DoyleIn the depth of God’s loveWe’re wondered after life’s disastersAs we raise our prayers aboveAnd think on the outcome of forever afterTrue love is held in meditationIts meaning causes … Continue reading

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Speck of Dust

Speck of Dustby Michael DoyleThis speck of dust on which we restIs the speck of dust that is our testUnwritten laws frame our mindsAnd what is left when we no longer findThat the laws written serve us wellAnd that we … Continue reading

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