Open my ears to the Spirit song, rafting through the land,
With words of a simple making, whose meaning, hearts commend.
Its tune, a lively tonic, the broken, a healing hand,
The weary shall find solace, and the childlike, understand.
~ D.F.
Open my ears to the Spirit song, rafting through the land,
With words of a simple making, whose meaning, hearts commend.
Its tune, a lively tonic, the broken, a healing hand,
The weary shall find solace, and the childlike, understand.
~ D.F.
Beautiful!
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Thanks, Cheryl! Have a wonderful weekend!
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Thanks! You have a good weekend too
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Lovely 🙂
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Many thanks, Celestine. God bless! 😀
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Nice!
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Thanks, Lisa! Have a blessed Sunday! 😃
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wow! great. 🙂
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Thank you very much! 😀
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I miss frangipani’s, Too cold here though they won’t grow :(.
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I have one too but i haven’t had the pleasure of having it flower :-(. Hope it won’t be too long though!
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That’s a beautiful flower, but it pales beside the words of your poem. Thanks for sharing that.
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Thank you for the compliment! 🙂
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