Day 14#
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I live high on top of an Ozark ridge
Where the dawn in oranges & reds melt into pinks & blues
Where forested trees lace black shadows over cool spring waters
Where spirit touches the sky
Sunrise dawns
Come for the stories, stay because it's not Facebook
Poetry is everywhere!
The beautiful picture of angels makes you happy.
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Because I am in the process of 'becoming' ... I am allowing my Master, Jesus, to weave the various threads of my life into His Masterpiece!
Semi-colons: the beloved penny; stop killing: poetry
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