Peace and Praise
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We love our sisters, The Afghan women; The mothers with their daughters, The daughters with their sons. With voices shackled, And education, and vocation . . . It’s all too much to comprehend. And yet we must. We foreigners, are peeking Into their forlorn world, With almost half the babies suffering With stunted brain andContinue reading “Climbing Out of Sorrow“
Waiting and waiting for the text to show Wondering if I’m in his thoughts He’s surely in mine Think of him all the time His hands are strong And he can carry his own Around the tools in his shop He has the key to unlock my heart Waiting, waiting impatiently For the heart shapedContinue reading “Chimes“
Sent some photos, just to . . . who knows. Wanted good ones–Fat no shows: But alas, it all goes south. From my hand into my mouth. Gonna work out somehow soon, Just be kind while bouncing round The living room. FX body blasters on Sweating, stumbling, panting to song. They say two weeks, IContinue reading “Snapshot“
I’m just a magpie who sings like a chickadee.
“It is well, it is well, with my soul. My saviour God calls out to me and it is well, it is well, it is well with my soul.”
Horatio G Spafford