Rosemary Wanted To Be – A Writer

The Diary of God

We all were – born! We all – are born! My mother became very jealous of me when I showed her the poem I wrote when I was twelve. She was also – elated – because this meant the gift her father had – had not died with him. Rosemary forbid me to read Royal’s poem at Christine’s funeral. I believe she heard – another would author Christine’s story.

The Shekinah, the Holy Spirit of Gabriel came to dwell with the Order of Saint Francis while they were in Germany.

John

Mother Mary DominicaWieneke

Posted onFebruary 5, 2014byRoyal Rosamond Press

Here lies the hoarded love the key
To All the treasure that shall be
Come fated heart the gift to take
And smite the sleeping world awake.”

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