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A state of heavenly bliss, my spiritual high
Author:
Imaginary Immortal PM
this poem is about being joyful.Reviews are welcome.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Spiritual - Words: 135 - Published: 07-06-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2930191
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I open my eyes

and my mind is

lost in the heavenly

skies. There are no

longer butterflies in

my stomach and I no

longer have heartache.

No sigh, I pray my spiritual

high may never end for I

have found a friend in Jesus.

I have been laughing for so

much that I have started to weep.

Happiness comes from within and

it runs skin deep. Joy will be mine

forever to love and keep. Wide awake,

I no longer have to count sheep in my sleep.

Wide awake, I am ready to take on life and make

something of myself for I know that I am

beautiful. Life will never be cheap, but God

will always make a way for me. I will never be

afraid to walk through the door of opportunity.

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