Love You
Joy everlasting rains forever pouring through my soul of soulsIndestructible as the very blades of Heaven's lawn growing oh so h i g h
Light, living light shines in her god given grays giving ways appear
Love, love too immanent to conceal now nigh to reveal . . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2014-02-17 at 23:19
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