Sacred Place
Yes, I miss my kids and grandkids,
my friends, and my church. But missing
in action the most in my life are those morning
moments with God looking east from my living
room window. A relocation took both the view and
the chair. In time I will adjust and find my new sacred place.
042123PSContest, Bite Size Contest no.62.Line Gauthier
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