A small vase of white roses from the garden
placed on the bistro table....
.....a large umbrella overhead
is allowing for filtered sunlight.
....spring is lasting longer than usual
....I'm feeling cool breezes
on my neck as I lean over to read
I'm impressed with the writer's first book...
I do wish he had left out the bad language.
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.....day by day we are given not what we
want but what we need. Sometimes it is a feast
and sometimes....swept crumbs, but by
faith we believe it is enough. ~Barbara B. Taylor
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.....today is a feast and for this I am thankful
Dee Dee
