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Jun 2019
Have you ever been seized
By an impulse
Acted upon it
Without prudence
Then it  was done- to
Be followed by a lifetime
Of regrets
Not least of which is
the violation to
One" own conscience.
All that might have been?
What fatal flaw!
To have such
Within one's own being
Experience cannot excise it
You must live with it
bBest you can
Never knowing when it will
Seize you again-
Aye my friend the
Reason is not clear but
The  prognosis is fatal
As sinner to the graves
Is just except- Except we
Are His children
Who do what we would not
That
Still He loves  for reasons of
His own -He gives to us His
Gift

For my child on her birthday
i love you
Written by
David Bernard Scully  75/M/South Florida
(75/M/South Florida)   
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