Never enough, never enough,
My love was never enough.
Gifted with an extra portion of love,
I thought I could heal all around me with love.
It never was true,
My love is not the glue!
Here I am in a broken place,
All part of a the big rat race.
Healing comes from The One True love,
His Spirit like a pure white dove.
Looking in, your healing began
All part of a greater plan.
His Love is the key,
For your hurt to flee…
Bondels Gedagtes 
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The time of the poem is sad but still has elements of optimism! Perfect for the prompt this month. Thank you so much for partcipating in the A and I Poetry challenge!!!
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Thank you, everybody go through sadness but have to have hope…
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There is always hope. If you have nothing else, you can always have hope.
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Absolutely⚘
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Het jou pos uiteindelik gekry. Het hom op my blad gelink. Daar is iets nie reg met die skakel op jou blog nie. As ek op Home kliek bly ek telkens na jou eerste inskrywing terug gaan. Moes al jou poste deur blaai om hier uit te kom. Thanks for your entry we appreciate this lovely poem.
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Ek het vir Hester boodskap gestuur en hoop sy sal kan help.. dankie v jou geduld en moeite🌹
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Nee wat dis n plesier. Dit frustreer my netso as die goed nie wil werk nie en ook omdat ek meestal nie weet wat om te doen nie. Ek het ook maar gesukkel en doen nog steeds met tye.
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Ek het dit reg gemaak, ek dink. Kan jy check van jou kant af of dit reg is?
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Dis weer reg. Het gecheck!
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Dankie💕
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