I paused in the sun
Lifted my face to the sky
Offered a prayer
An invocation
For this day and those to come
Protect those I love
Comfort those in need
Cushion every wounding word
Heal winter’s hurts
In February’s Sun
I paused in the sun
Lifted my face to the sky
Offered a prayer
An invocation
For this day and those to come
Protect those I love
Comfort those in need
Cushion every wounding word
Heal winter’s hurts
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Doing the best I can with what I have
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Those photos are so cute! Can’t believe Feb has been sunny! Great post, would mean a lot if you checked my recent one out too! X
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I live in Florida, so we have a lot of sunshine! Even in February. I’ll be happy to stop by your blog.
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Lovely words and images Leslie xxxxxx
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Thank you very much.
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Beautifully said. Beautiful blue sky.
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Thank you! Every day gets me closer to beach time.
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Haha, yes, I tend to avoid the beach these days, but winter does bring on a certain longing. I prefer the beach deserted, and after sun down.
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Our nearest beach is fairly deserted on weekdays. Very seldom am I mistaken for a killer whale.
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