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KNOWINGWhat was it like to be Mary that the Lord blessed to carry His very own Son without sin and then told no room at the Inn.... She knew of her treasure and rejoiced in the pleasure of knowing that some day He would guide our way ... To rich fields of green where all is serene and doves fly high and blanket the sky. Mary knew the reason of a new blessed season. Some will hear Him call while others trip and fall. Mary knows The Prince of Peace, The Holy Spirit will never cease. Mary loved a sweet blessed boy who fills our hearts forever with joy. Matthew 1:20 But while he thought on these things, behold, the angel of the Lord appeared unto him in a dream, saying, Joseph, thou son of David, fear not to take unto thee Mary thy wife: for that which is conceived in her is of the Holy Ghost. Julie Pisacane © 2003 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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