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December Christmas Acrostic — 'K' [and previous]
King eternal comes to earth, knows the price he’ll pay in death, keys he owns to shatter evil’s grip, keeps his flock from folly’s slip: kiss the Son, and join to sing – kill-joys mock, but love and mercy he can bring.
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One Of The Lucky Few
One Of The Lucky Few By Paul McCann Check out of the bachelor pad , sign your name as the likely lad , Pick up all your credits due see now its up to...
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He Reads
his Bible in the cusp of early morning even though words come halting-slow. After a full arising – washes & dresses followed by toast and coffee...
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A Prayer For Change
A Prayer For Change By Paul McCann . They never saw him pulling through the bin looking for some food . Just this homeless dude , trying to survive...
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Alzheimer Poem
A loss of thought in a moment of time, memories scarred and held in an inaccessible place which at one time was so clear. Forgive my tears of loss or...
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A Toast to the Season
A Toast to the Season To the Holly and the Ivy and the Lights upon the tree To the Starlight and the Moon Glow and the soft Snow on the street To the...
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UNDER THE CHRISTMAS SKY
Under the Christmas sky Their breath plumed
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The Cross Could Not Resist
The Cross Could Not Resist By Paul McCann On Thursday and the darkest hour, in the garden Jesus prayed I can almost see His face and hear the words...
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Elsewhere
The swish of the 440’s tyres. Two chords on my headphones. Passengers’ smiles. I am now from elsewhere: No map for this place All the metaphors raise...
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