Who likes The likes of us? What besides Betides our joy? I would Be remiss To dismiss this Coming on “Echoes of mercy” and “Whispers of love” All ‘round gathered Shining above The crux Of time full frame When God a babe became. Written as Did the beloved John That full May be your joy.
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One of the poems in my first poetry volume – Songs of the Prophets —
