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As I stand before you

Just being me

I pray that this,

More than anything,

Is what you see.

The song I’m singing,

As though from above,

Is my soulful plea:

My heartfelt cry,

To all God’s children;

We who are one,

To know deep within

His joyful love.

— Garry D. Kilbourn

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I’m on my way,

I know not where,

Thoughts adrift

In the summer air.

The garden swing

Awaits me — yes!

That is how

I’ll start my day,

There, midst nature’s 

Peaceful sighs,

What better way

To start the day.

There, alone with God,

I’ll give thanks

And quietly pray.

— Garry D. Kilbourn

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’Tis my friend

About to marry;

I’m the bridesmaid,

Not the bride,

Though I too

Will feel a princess

While standing

By her side.

In your presence,

Dear God,

I ask and I pray

Your blessings to bestow

On we, your loving children;

Blessings only you can know.

— Garry D. Kilbourn

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Seated quite happily 

In my favourite chair

You see me,

Though my thoughts 

Aren’t there.

I’m thinking of God

From my true inner Being,

And yes,

Of His goodness and love:

Would it were this

You are seeing.

— Garry D. Kilbourn

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There may be a few

With the age-old view

That candy is bad

For the tummy.

Personally,

I find it quite yummy.

If I may be so bold

We’re never too old

To enjoy a bit of confection.

A sweet now and then

Will not go amiss,

Like someone you love

Blowing a kiss.

I like to think, dear God,

Your thoughts are mine:

I pray what I’ve said 

Is perfectly fine.

— Garry D. Kilbourn