With a thoughtfull tilt an orb laces braclets above below its sourse. The touch of favor fireing first one face following face racing round it's roveing course. warming fields filling flowers fragrant fragmets below above part to draw part to thrust it's presence till at last the flowing force flitters fast the orb the sourse braded to band adorn a hand senceing each souls secent.-Jim Kirkpatrick
Dance slight sliver silver tounge swaying fore and aft ship shifting near and far side to port side to stars slowly surging closer accross swelling wind sweetly soaring to the heart seeking solace of first a friend then the shining shore sharing God-Jim Kirkpatrick
The clouds that have loomed for oh so long start to fade as birds sing their song. The sun appears and brightens the day as children everywhere go out to play. Life returns and flowers bloom erasing all that gave us gloom. It truly is that time of year when nature blossoms to bring us cheer.-Johnny Blade
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