Feb 24, 2012

right B4 your eyes

                          you can sometimes miss the obvoius even when its right in front of you

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Morning prayer March 15th 2025.

Praise you for the moon that shines. Praise you for the sun that rose. Praise you for the birds that fly Praise you for the Birds that walk ...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"