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Tiny handprints , cradled through faith, now five times the size. Escaping the kingdom to seek your own rule…. It’s important to find your private castle. A knight among rules forged by your hand who defends a mighty heart …..The Majesty’s ring sits in a box while you study each subject – taking and giving in return. Young handprints calloused by life …. I pray my kings sign a peace treaty soon.
We Marvel at comics in D.C . But that’s not where the true heroes are . They sacrifice what’s taken for granted…though we watch the same sun set, Black Friday’s a war they won’t win; these Champions face lines that have been crossed and the wind has scrambled the mark…. It’s my prayer as shoppers put up their weary feet and soak their achy bodies , thinking of the craziness of it all…. They remember Who gives us this privilege …
Feelings splattered across the room ;
A soggy rag left to clean up the mess…
Breathe Life into these torn threads
So we may pass the Test!
Long bows shoot across the metal… dusting with white powder – listening to and waltzing with each serenade; for every dirge, weeping alongside; marching to full staccato leading the way… Majorly in accord with minor detail to the Battle Hymn – ” Oh Captain, my Captain! Conduct this piece with Your Score !”
Love the thought!!!
It seems that we humans are always jumping through hoops. Did you know that elephants are the only land mammal that can’t jump. Jumping, or leaping, is a form of locomotion or
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Just what I needed!!
Now I’m wondering … what would have happened if Jennifer Lawrence who (I just have to put this in here is from Louisville, KY) played Katniss Everdeen in Hunger Games:Catching Fire, allowed her aim, her shooting skills to grow dull. Don’t worry about her sharpening her arrowheads because hey, a shaft can be pretty deadly right?
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The Turkey’s lost the battle; the potatoes are smashed; giggling is heard throughout the house as buns are in the oven. Doorbell rings… Another chair finds room around the table. Hamming it up through green bean casserole while carrots take a dip in Ranch dressing. Bread and pie – sweet pumpkins they are, rest among apple and rhubarb. Game’s afoot, dishes soak after being served, coffee lifts tired eyes for the ride home to slip into sweet dreams….
November 30, 2013
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