An Everlasting Circle

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    An Everlasting Circle



    My love is true it comes with no strings attached,
    I am not looking for anything in return.

    It’s real! I can share my inner being with you, without crossing boundaries.
    I can sit in a room with you and no words have to exchange.
    Just offer my presence as some consolation and support.

    I can render a smile or a gentle touch on the shoulder to bring assurance.
    I can feel when you are down, heavy even saddened.

    My love is true it comes with no hesitation.
    Just call me and I will answer. Sometimes in a big yell, to let
    You know I am coming or in a small quiet voice, “I am here.”

    We don’t have to always agree for me to love you. My love is unconditional.
    Hopefully after time has come and gone, you will see that my love is extraordinary

    What? You still don’t believe me?

    Fine! I’ll just prove it to you. I’ll never leave you or forsake you. I’ll continue to lend a helping hand and a warm embrace. I’ll converse with you when you desire to talk.

    Oh, by the way, I am sorry you thought I went away. You remember the time. When you could not see or hear me? When you heard that I was intermingling with everyone but you. It wasn’t like you pictured. You were in my heart all the time. It was just your time of self-examination.

    My love is true it comes with no strings attached,
    It has no end- an everlasting circle.

    Signed Your Lord and Savior Jesus Christ

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    BlaQReign commented on An Everlasting Circle

    11-20-2009

    Beautiful piece, and sometimes we as people seem to forget that the best things in life are free:-) The Most High will walk with you, and through the tough times...BlaQ

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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