Wild Child Posted on January 13, 2015 by Daniel P. K. Ng Standard Raised among the flowers, the earth, his bed and rest, Alone for much his journey, yet, days so richly blessed. With friends, the sun and moon, the stars, their light attest, The love of God the Father, drawn gently to his breast. ~ D.F. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
This is so happy, Dan. Making me feel warm and content inside.
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Happy to hear that! Take care, Kim! 😀
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Lovely poem and photo! Best wishes, Iris 🙂
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Many thanks, Iris! Glad to have you here. :-))
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Beautiful words! Am going to jot these down! 🙂
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🙂 🙂 🙂 !!!!
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Thanks, Kathleen! Lovely to see you smile! 😊
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Beautiful. As I’ve come to expect from you.
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Thank you for the compliment, much appreciated! 🙂
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