Wednesday, November 12, 2008
A memory I treasure
W e stood by a powerful waterfall, shimmering in the light of the moon, a moon like this one tonight not quite round but full of light. There were.moving carpets of green and flowers of blue and red and purple, so many flowers I had never seen. The tall trees extended the beauty towards silver...
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Love made plain for all eyes to see...
A small, tender plant fights its way through pieces of concrete. Unnoticed and alone it struggles upward, unknowing of the hurried steps above and of the heat of day which will test its strength, its very life. Yet, against all odds...it survives. Each day it grows a little taller, a little more...
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