God's Point of Views
In a working class community, a few children play and a few
Seniors are turning gray. It's a community in which we came
Many years ago to stay. There are point of views that are born
Opinion free. I am often speechless sitting or standing between
Two Palms And A fruitless Mulberry tree. From my front window
there is no Mountain peak with a water fall beneath, nor valley deep,
but early mornings are a sight to see. Somestimes, there is a pure
Untethered sunrise blasting from the east. At other times, there's
A gradual display of light breaking through the scattered clouds.
And those sunsets from my back yard are simply overwhelming.
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