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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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Tagged Action, Adjective, Answer, Choice, Christ, Come and Go, Comprehension, Consistent, Deep, Depth, Dice, Divnity, Enemies, Family, Find, First and Greatest Commandment, Foot of the Cross, Forever After, Forgive, God's Love, Good Friday, Good Friday 2022, Grace, Gratification, Greater, He Loved Us First, Heart, Hesitation, Humanity, Illustrate, Learn, Life's Disasters, Linger, Living Sacrifice, Living Waters, Love Others, Loving the Lord, Many Feelings, Meaning, Meditation, Mercy, Mind, Outcome, Poetry and Poems, Powerless, Prayers, Purest Love, Quench, Realization, Realize, Redemptive, Revealing, Roll, Roman Soldiers, Sacred Theology, Sacrifice, Salvation, Shame, Sin, Sinners, Sisters and Brothers, Soul, Station, Strong, Suffice, Thirst, Touch, True Love, Ungodly, Unholy, Voice, Whole, Wrath
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Sins of My Father Remembered
Sins of My Father Rememberedby Michael DoyleShadowed in doubtTrapped within rootsOn a planet ringed by orbitalsSeeking, search for any way outLooking for any solution that contributesToward escaping the controlsIn the Hotel NevermoreIs a bottle of tearsFor all the lost waysWatch … Continue reading
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Tagged Ambitions, Atone, Bad, Binary Code, Bottle, Carry, Cashed In, Clickbait, Confide, Core, Days, Debts, Doubt, Dreams, Drop, Emptiness, Empty Years, Escape, Father, Feet, Fit, Good, Gorgonized, Ground, Honor, Horror, Hotel, Hours, Hypnotized, Knowledge, Living, Lost Ways, Moments, My Father's Shoes, Nevermore, Night, Nightmares, Planet, Poetry and Poems, Pours, Promises Made, Purest Love, Remember, Roots, Sarcasm, Screams, Search, Seldom Shared, Shadow, Shot Glass, Sins, Sins of My Father, Snares, Society, Solution, Soul, Stone, Suppressed, Tears, Thoughts, Trapped, Views, Whiskey, Wit
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Thinking On Department Store Santas
Thinking On Department Store Santasby Michael DoyleOver fifty-itis hits us allAs the world changes from what we recallEven the jolly old man is to be fearedAt least as he spends the rest of his yearRed suited and well shoed in … Continue reading
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Tagged Black Boots, Cahoots, Choice, Department Store, Destination, Devastation, Distinction, Dominoes, Dreams Live, Ensnare, Every Year, Eyes, Fifty-itis, Flow, Good and Bad, Happy and Sad, Heart of Santa, Jolly, Kids, Love, Make the Time, Negativity, North Pole, Patient, Poetry and Poems, Portray, Purest Love, Real Life, Recall, Red Suit, Rendition, Santa, Stuff of Dreams, Surprise, Temper, Think, Touched Lives, Tradition, Transformation, Treat, True Heart, Wishes, World Changes, Year, Yearly Voice
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