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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She’s my shining star; He’s a blooming idiot. A father’s lament! Use words “star” and “bloom” Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge