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Tell Somebody We walk through life from day to day, Sun up to sun down; and then hours into the night. We try to find a path that will meet our feet, with challenge, and not regret. Regardless it is a hard road. Yet… Miracles are real. Have you ever seen angels dance? Have you heard a child laugh, after being sick for a long time? Have you ever seen a mother, hold her infant close? Safe. Have you ever listened to rain drops on leaves? Wind rushing through trees? Bird songs that echo like memories, we… long to repeat. I have walked in dark places. I have a need, to speak. All that I must say… I have no words! I would sing you a song, but I am bad at that. I would cook you food that might help with the shakes. Yet, it is never “I”, but “Him.” A small bird can do nothing else, but spread seeds as they do the very thing, they are meant to do. Amen.

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Date: 9/4/2019 1:09:00 PM
Profoundly revealing my friend and written from a natural poet's hand! A true gem and a Fave! : ) xxoo
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Date: 10/4/2019 10:35:00 PM
You are so kind. Thank you. Again and again... gem.. wow... so very cool... :) flowers on your doorstep. A bright and beautiful tomorrow to meet you... Hugs. Ann
Date: 9/4/2019 2:08:00 AM
Wonderful words Ann. Miracles are certainly real.
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Ann Foster
Date: 9/4/2019 9:09:00 AM
When you really see one...then you know exactly you have seen one... Hugs my friend. God give you a lovely day. Ann
Date: 9/3/2019 8:26:00 PM
This is wonderful Ann. x
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Date: 9/3/2019 9:07:00 PM
I am so pleased you liked it. have the very nicest evening. Blessings on your days ... Ann

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