Sunday, November 1, 2009
“The hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count
our blessings" ~ Eric Hoffer Blessings Heaped are all my winnings none worn out enough to fade to dull some shapeless but clear to the eye Blessings piled high upon my shoulders none too heavy to carry more a feather-like weight lifting and continually gifting Words carved not with blade or chisel...
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