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Who's Your Penny

One happens upon a penny, lucky, and passes it by without thought then wonders why the years slid by not finding what one sought. Now.. this penny could be a woman This penny could be a man This penny could be an acquaintance This penny could be a friend One happens upon a penny, lucky, and places it into their hand then treats it as a treasured gift and blooms as joy expands © Debra Squyres

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Date: 8/21/2014 2:06:00 PM
Like thoughts we sometimes don't expound. A penny, sometimes can't be found. For it is hidden beneath the dirt. And joy can't live where there's only hurt. I like Tim's comment much better. :) Bty. Welcome back to this realm of existence. Hope to have you stick around. Peace. :)
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Date: 8/20/2014 3:34:00 PM
How sweet...I think I'll pick you up.....hugs Tim
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Debra Squyres
Date: 8/21/2014 10:59:00 AM
That gave me a smile.... thank you !!! We must count our penny's wisely

Book: Shattered Sighs