Yesterday the black dog came to visit me, the same black dog who used to visit Winston Churchill. When my daughter came around, she could see the black dog had turned up too and that I was completely at his mercy. She made her leave with a simple kiss and goodbye, "hope he goes soon", I nodded in agreement. For when he's around he completely demands my attention and there's no shaking him loose! On retiring I sternly told the black dog I didn't understand the reason for his visit and that I thought I had sat with him for long enough and to be gone in the morning! *** I've not seen him so far, this morning thank goodness !!! It is the beginning of a brand new day, I am grateful for each day of my life... I was at a funeral on Friday, to say we'd anticipated a sad day all turned out most beautifully.... my favourite hymn was sung 'Morning has Broken' On this brand new day I'm sitting here tapping the k...
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Peace to you Ms. Foxy. XO
striking photo, missy!
is this Ice Fishing?
i ask
because my florida heart
wants to see this
as white
beach*sand,
shore*line,
hope*filled fishing...
{{ i don't know A Thing
about Icy Fishing
but clearly
shores of Hope
would B involved.
with Hope
all things look Up
and,
me?
why, i feel TONS of Hope
right here
now...}}
♥
Lovely haiku and photo.
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I can easily see myself walking along this beach.
have a wonderful weekend
x...x
I look for those shores daily, and looking, I find. Alleluia!
Ten Thousand Rooftops
Peace, Love and Light dear friend,
Noelle