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Ordinary Miracles

I didn’t wake up dead this morning, my back is no worse than yesterday. A few customary moans and groans as I reach the breakfast table. My spouse is as cheerful as ever, she hops around like a song sparrow while I glower. A cup of dark Columbian I have to admit that those ordinary miracles Ordinary miracles are on their job and I am thusly blessed to be Gods special little guy.

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L Milton Hankins

Date: 3/29/2022 8:48:00 AM

Ah, I really like this one, Eric. The first four lines described me perfectly. Unfortunately, I have no one to fix a breakfast for me, so I stumble through making coffee and drinking my Boost! I do feel better when I start moving around.

Eric Ashford
Date: 5/3/2022 8:08:00 AM

Thanks for this close read and comment L Milton.

Jeff Kyser

Date: 3/29/2022 6:01:00 AM

there is much to be said for the ordinary; He observes it, even when we're too preoccupied to notice

Eric Ashford
Date: 5/3/2022 8:09:00 AM

Yes, you nailed the pieces. Cheers Jeff.