Delta Blue

Delta Blue Dear Barbara, When you were born in the Southern land, God had already devised a beautiful plan. I was born in the land I call Delta Blue, Just North within a hundred miles of you. Delta Blue created songs of pain and sadness. People worked hard there and had little rest. Before you arrived, mother gave birth to me just six months ahead. I never knew that some day you and I would wed. But here we are sweetheart on your birthday, 2000 miles from Delta Blue, still trusting God to lead and show us the way. By your side is where I stand, With love from your husband. 03102017FB; cj PS