May 19, 2004










  • Serenity

    As I look
    Beyond the ripples of my reflections
    To examine my inner self;
    The ripples begin to fade . . .
    As the reflection lays beside me
    Grasping my hand,
    The inner warmth shields me
    And the vision of my reflection appears
    I see you. My Friend.

    Deep Thought:  If God dwells inside us, like some people say, I sure hope He likes enchiladas, because that’s what He’s getting!
    Today I am grateful for:  Red ink pens

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