
On the sleeping grass
the biting wind meets the leaves.
Tomorrow? Same thing.
“Blowing Leaves” by alexabboud is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 2.0
I'm just a regular guy who was
tempted to lose all hope but did not. It was God who made the difference.
On the sleeping grass
the biting wind meets the leaves.
Tomorrow? Same thing.
“Blowing Leaves” by alexabboud is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 2.0
“It is not my job.”
Such a silly thing to say.
Check out the sled dogs!
Ten geese. Little lake.
The placid water ripples
To the bridge and back
“No rain, no rainbow,”
said the umbrella holder.
“Sure thing! Umbrella?”
where there is power
there will be those who seek it
choose leaders with care.
lights peek through the fog
on the eerie interstate
early morning mist
Curled up with no cares.
Oh to be a sleeping cat!
Calico dreamer.
Do not say, “I can’t”
When you really mean, “I won’t”
Wakey wake, cup cake.
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brick by brick we build
thoughts and actions, good and bad
we choose–heaven or hell
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