Post No. 876
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Sunshine in the Valley
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Let the sun shine in the valley
Chase the shadows far far away
It breaks my heart to see you suffer
It breaks my heart to see your pain
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If i could turn the clocks around
And let the cogs themselves unwind
Return once more to yesteryear
Firmly anchored ‘gainst the wind
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Father God there’s only You
Shielding us from desolation
Preserving us from devastation
With you on our side we must abide
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©Denise G Allen, 21 September 2015 08:58
Post No. 832
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Sunday Afternoon
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Another scone…? Chocolate cake?
Thank you, I don’t mind if I do.
Children playing on the lawn
There for all the world to see
A picture perfect family
Sunshine on my face
But a shadow on my back
Casts its weight
In variegated shades of black
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©Denise G Allen, 01 July 2015 05:02
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I know you are loath to go
And I am sad to say farewell,
Let us enjoy our last few weeks
Of sunshine days and balmy nights,
Mozzies with their itching bites,
Coolest clothing every day,
To move unhindered along our way.
Too soon, I feel a bite of ice
In the early morning air,
So pleasant now but, as time
Moves on, ‘twill change
Its nature from a nip to a gnash
Of its icy teeth to send us shivering,
Longing for the warmth so lately gone,
And we must wait through the long,
Cold months until you come again.
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©Denise G Allen, 19 February 2014 15:20
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I think there’s a link between the sunrise
and the blue skies and the birds’ cries.
When I lie in bed I can hear when the sky is clear…
The raucous cries of the larger birds tear me from my sleep,
while the smaller chirps and cheeps try their hardest to compete ~
all this in the darkest night before the sun even shows himself awake ~
but I know, I can tell, a beautiful day awaits.
In the same way, when the birdsong is muted
and the screams have lost their harshness,
I know, I can feel, that a gentle day is in the offing,
perhaps with showers and a softening in the air.
How can any deny our Father when the proof is always there
and nature sings His praises for all the world to hear?
Are we ‘accidental’ beings and our world a chance MIS-take?
It’s preposterous to think that this could be the case!
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©Denise G Allen, 14 January 2014 06:44
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Intuition frees the mind
Leaving cognisance behind,
Goes with the flow ~ out the door,
Imagination wanting more;
Hands on or off, no matter,
With the aid of the Creator;
Painting, writing, with a passion
Helped by auras in the ether.
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©Denise G Allen, 20 November 2013 12:41
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