While I'm not a proponent of war, I so honor and appreciate those who serve our country, including Man's Best Friend.
Monday, May 28, 2012
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Mothers Are the Gardeners
Mothers are the gardeners
of wind-blown wild flowers.
They water them with happy tears,
Happy with them many years,
Even as the hours
Ring with sweet, sad melodies
Sighing through their bowers.
(I have this poem in my book of special, saved poems, but there is no author listed.)Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
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