A poem about the miracle of God’s Love
I woke up this blessed morn
with so many things to do.
send an email, start a book,
finish your work and see it through
Pushing aside these worried thoughts,
I climbed the set of stairs
leading to my private room
and The Course of study there
Opening the sacred book,
with words I’ve fou…
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