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Our Magic Grapevine

In our youth and right NOW my twin sister and I would slip into our very own Emerald Doorway to a Magical Queendom! We often invited cousins and friends to bathe in the strong sun rays of our enchanted realm. The promise of FUN shown in our eyes as we approached a certain Magical Spot on our path thru the woods. Looking over the edge of the ravine there hung a Magic Grapevine waiting for our grasps, trusting little hands to clasp the vine for a swing out over 30, 40, 50 feet vistas, laughing as the wild grape leaves waved to us and the stream below raced along it's merry way! The vine was placed just right, had the right length tho, we never saw another soul there to chop its bottom end or to check it's strength. The vine reached out in a way just for our clinging, like a benign Magic being, loving to amuse us , to hear our laughter ring! Our faith, it's nourishment as we flowed above the scene! I'm much older now and I recognize Magic when I see it, I can still feel the wonder... of the SWING! LGB 4/4/2020

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