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My dearest Belove Friend
Hello,
Good Day to You,
Good morning,
Good afternoon,
Good evening,
Good night.
I may not know you, may never meet you while I am still breathing,
I pray and hope these words of mine finds you well.
It's 4:48 pm. God has painted a very amazing, beautiful day Here in My Lady Miss. West Virginia my small town.
My Home for the past 37 years.
Where you indeed may fine, understand, my roots runs so deep down along these river banks. Maybe, If you dare to take that walk to the devil's farm, to his neck of the woods . Go ahead walk through the dark woods, Go ,go, don't stop when you come to the gate. It may seem as you look there's nothing more to be found. You shall find the very best wild berries to make the finest wine, even moon shine. If you may ,maybe you'll get to meet her, his Lover. She is our Lady Miss. West Virginia.
Don't be fooled, by what your eyes may see. Take a deep breath you must you must pray for God to be with you along your steps there and back. If not she will take your spirit lock him up. Listen close I beg of you dare not take that dance with her. Dare not take from him land, Or stay ,if your asked to see how they grow there berries what they use to grow such. Tell him thank you I'm good why would you give me your secret. Your very bet go no more turn around and go back out as you came.
How I beg my God to take me back to that very day I was told as you. It has tooken me many,many, years to get fine a way to get back what was never his to take.
That night I took him back that I found my way to hide him from the devil.
I had to go to the cross, I had to lay my self down at his feet. I had to ask for his forgiveness for help. If I didn't do that as right now I would be as so many others my blood would be the sugar to there wine, my blood would be the water to her ground.
Come over here let me show you something. It may be only the ground you and I walk upon. Look closer see it's Red. Come take a ride with me for a second to My neck of the woods. Fear not a thing, I just want to show you the truth. Really you art in my ride your in my Lord's.
I'll just write it I'm 37 years old yes indeed West Virginia is a beauty, once you find out the truth see what she been hiding. The saying is all most heaven. Few years ago I never understood, till I had to figure out how to change how things are around here. Knowing so many are blinded. This my be where my whole family grew up and passed on. I shall plant my tree . I'm going to make sure my roots are down deep enough that they will not be able to kill my spirit. They will know, understand this land doesn't belong to man, that they don't own it. They had forgotten that my God made this land with the blood of his beloved son Jesus Christ his blood has always been that water that River that sea that ocean that has always been so clear that will never dry up.
© carolyn L Barbe
Good Day to You,
Good morning,
Good afternoon,
Good evening,
Good night.
I may not know you, may never meet you while I am still breathing,
I pray and hope these words of mine finds you well.
It's 4:48 pm. God has painted a very amazing, beautiful day Here in My Lady Miss. West Virginia my small town.
My Home for the past 37 years.
Where you indeed may fine, understand, my roots runs so deep down along these river banks. Maybe, If you dare to take that walk to the devil's farm, to his neck of the woods . Go ahead walk through the dark woods, Go ,go, don't stop when you come to the gate. It may seem as you look there's nothing more to be found. You shall find the very best wild berries to make the finest wine, even moon shine. If you may ,maybe you'll get to meet her, his Lover. She is our Lady Miss. West Virginia.
Don't be fooled, by what your eyes may see. Take a deep breath you must you must pray for God to be with you along your steps there and back. If not she will take your spirit lock him up. Listen close I beg of you dare not take that dance with her. Dare not take from him land, Or stay ,if your asked to see how they grow there berries what they use to grow such. Tell him thank you I'm good why would you give me your secret. Your very bet go no more turn around and go back out as you came.
How I beg my God to take me back to that very day I was told as you. It has tooken me many,many, years to get fine a way to get back what was never his to take.
That night I took him back that I found my way to hide him from the devil.
I had to go to the cross, I had to lay my self down at his feet. I had to ask for his forgiveness for help. If I didn't do that as right now I would be as so many others my blood would be the sugar to there wine, my blood would be the water to her ground.
Come over here let me show you something. It may be only the ground you and I walk upon. Look closer see it's Red. Come take a ride with me for a second to My neck of the woods. Fear not a thing, I just want to show you the truth. Really you art in my ride your in my Lord's.
I'll just write it I'm 37 years old yes indeed West Virginia is a beauty, once you find out the truth see what she been hiding. The saying is all most heaven. Few years ago I never understood, till I had to figure out how to change how things are around here. Knowing so many are blinded. This my be where my whole family grew up and passed on. I shall plant my tree . I'm going to make sure my roots are down deep enough that they will not be able to kill my spirit. They will know, understand this land doesn't belong to man, that they don't own it. They had forgotten that my God made this land with the blood of his beloved son Jesus Christ his blood has always been that water that River that sea that ocean that has always been so clear that will never dry up.
© carolyn L Barbe
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