Poetry is to Music as Lyric is to Soul for Tuesday, January 22, 2019

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Tuesday, January 22, 2019

Oh, What Blessings

Oh, What Blessings The heat was off when my dog and I retrned home. It was after midnight. After two hours, Temp had risen to a chilly forty-six. My dog and I slept well under blankets and comforter. How blessed am I to have this home to warm and shelter me and my holy dog for another night. Sign in to see full entry.

Oh, What Blessings

Oh, What Blessings The heat was off when my dog and I retrned home. It was after midnight. After two hours, Temp had risen to a chilly forty-six. My dog and I slept well under blankets and comforter. How blessed am I to have this home to warm and shelter me and my holy dog for another night. Sign in to see full entry.

Oh, What Blessings

Oh, What Blessings The heat was off when my dog and I retrned home. It was after midnight. After two hours, Temp had risen to a chilly forty-six. My dog and I slept well under blankets and comforter. How blessed am I to have this home to warm and shelter me and my holy dog for another night. Sign in to see full entry.

Oh, What Blessings

Oh, What Blessings The heat was off when my dog and I retrned home. It was after midnight. After two hours, Temp had risen to a chilly forty-six. My dog and I slept well under blankets and comforter. How blessed am I to have this home to warm and shelter me and my holy dog for another night. Sign in to see full entry.

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