Tag Archives: Reminded

Born To Praise

Born To Praiseby Michael DoyleThroughout all of my daysI was born to praiseWhen I’m looking for peace, I find itIn all the hidden bitsEvery moment, I’m gratefulAlways knowing the Lord is faithfulThrough this, I’m righteously ableTo do my part as … Continue reading

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Healing From A Thunder Song

Healing From A Thunder Songby Michael DoyleThey whisper of loveTo the moon and backBut they don’t know real loveIt’s something that they lackAs they stand on the roofWatching the sky changeThey mimic standing aloofTrying to find the normal in the … Continue reading

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The Quiet Colors

The Quiet Colorsby Michael DoyleAs the quiet colors Of the midnight hour Starts to come to closeAs the quiet colors Of the midnight hour Starts to come to closeI feel as lonely as the pain insideTortured to my soul, and … Continue reading

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An Albatross Weighs Me Down

An Albatross Weighs Me Downby Michael DoyleOnce again, I stand reminded of a weightThat my days are numbered and have a dateOn which no more effort will be to my gainI push forward that my life is not in vainIt … Continue reading

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Kept In A Hillside Perspective

Kept In A Hillside Perspectiveby Michael DoyleI’ve heard a lot of jokesAbout being close to inbredIt’s the kind of a thingThat rolls around in my headOver and over againPlaying a memory’s allusionAgainst something, I can’t defendAs I have been searching … Continue reading

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