
God speaks back to me
Through numbers in triplicate
So when I see them together
It’s an answer that fits
With the question I’ve asked
Something I’ve put on the table
He reassures me that
He’s way more than able
To do exceeding, abundantly
Above all I can ask or think
Not just take me to the beach
But to Fiji with an umbrella drink
In my right hand
And my man on my left
Bathing in his sunshine
Loving more than just myself
Esteem grows deeper
As I gain confidence in his signs
Each series of numbers
Remind me that it’s time
To pay attention closely
For the triple digit is key
For my 444’s and my 222’s
Are confirmations you see
The triple places emphasis
On what the meaning is
Only you and he may know
The number of your biz
Wizard and master of everything
The stars, moon and signs
He created a whole book about numbers
So I’ll stay on my grind
And don’t allow
Others to sway me
These numbers work
I won’t let you persuade me
To disregard the way he speaks
Ignore the triplicate form
Cause now I’m seeing quads
Will this be the new norm
dorothy’s page © 2021 D. E. Young
Numbers are so interesting, aren’t they? I admire people who make sense of them! ❤
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Yes they are indeed.
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Dorothy, this poem turns the wheels for me. God’s peace!
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Yay! Thanks for reading bigskybuckeye.😊
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