singing for all, their morning song.
And the sweet fragrance of lilac
fill the morning air.
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About Me
- Vivian aka Deborah
- With age comes wisdom, it's true, so make sure the wisdom you gain is worthwhile. I thought my self immature till I had a baby. A baby is a sure way to mature oneself. So I had two more! And now that they are grown and mature, they call me immature! It takes two to tango. It takes two to marry. It takes two to keep it going. Treat words like grains of salt. Grab hold of them and learn, but allow some to slip through your hands. And above all else....I give thanks to God....everyday! All my poems and photos are copyrighted. Thank you to all who have left a comment.
I can see letters and shapes...
swirling up into the air and I swear they spell out your name in hot vapors of kaleidoscope colors
Prayer changes things...
this I know
Go ahead...
leave a comment and make my day.
I swear...
Do blondes have more fun?
Pray
I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain, coming down on a sunny day?
Why is the coffee
always gone?
Got Jesus?
well if not, bout time your find Him, eh?
Coffee and honey
mix in the great outdoors and oh what a feeling!
3 comments:
2 pics and a poem for 2 Things. Thanks. The lilac is lovely, ours never does much. Must be the shade, the red clay soil, or the warm winters.
I love the sounds of birds singing merrily in the morning... if I manage to get out of bed. ;)
ToOdLeS.
You're welcome, Larry. And yes, Lilacs need sun. : )
Methinks I will put this poem and photo up on my poetry blog also...I've been neglecting my other 2 blogs....no time.
Hey Sheila....get out of bed you sleepy head! LOL
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