I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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I’m having another birthday soon. So being nostalgic. FEELING BITTERSWEET Wearing sack dresses and platform shoes Reading Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew Feeling bittersweet. Singing “How Much is That Doggie in the Window” Seeing Lassie fight bears and leave them … Continue reading
“I only worked one day last week and Mrs. A. called me yesterday and said she didn’t need me this week either. So I guess you are going to have to order me some shoes and some underclothes. I am … Continue reading
Age has dulled his mind But thoughts of a spinning top make his face light up. ***** My take on the words “light” and “top” suggested prompt for haiku by Ronovan
(This picture shows a coal oil lamp with a card inserted behind one “prong” of the wick burner. It will help to explain what mother meant when she told about putting a card at the side of the globe. It … Continue reading