HeyJaredChristian Donabie
I was born somewhere and live somewhere else. I've traveled and seen things too grand for description. Writer, Poet, Emcee, Reader and Christian.
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I broke something in the mirror (opens the original)
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I came to Christ at 19 years old. A close friend st the time would watch TV preachers early everyday and I would reluctantly listen. One morning Charles Stanley asked if anyone wanted to receive Christ. My friend wasn't home, so I bowed down on his floor and asked Christ into my life.Not too many years later I got married and some years after that we had 6 kids.I would've said that I knew who I was, at least I thought I did according to 2 Corinthians 5:17 [17] Therefore, if anyone is in Christ,
Love is in the forecast (opens the original)
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Love is in the forecast Kisses riding wind Sun hugging neighbors Warming cool skinHand gripping stormBlew away fearsGentle rain spilling milky cloud as tearsJealous sky anticipating merge with duskScattered wavelengths painted with a red brushDistant porch glow welcome home soft cheekLove is in the forecast later in the week
Make my home a pavilion (opens the original)
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Try arguing with a mouth full of raspberries (opens the original)
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As if it wasn't (opens the original)
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Shouting at the air, come blow on mePleading with the sun, shine so sweetlyWalking over roads moaning for a new wayPushing through the woods in search of a new dayStopping by a stream disputing about flowIs this the only speed you know, slow, slow, slowComplaining about life that it goes by quickVenting to a forest that it grows too thickYelling at the moon when its full face glowsBlaming Fall for falling and winter when it snowsActing like it isn't when its clearly hereProof what I demand cause
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