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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There once was a child named Sadie Who bounced, jumped, and twirled As bands slipped from hair uncurled. Would Sadie ever become a lady? Now ninety, age has done her no favors And sitting has now replaced labors. Her mind … Continue reading