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Thursday, April 18, 2013

Oh my whirling swirling . . ness



 . . . and then a heart shape remnant of a leaf from last year. . .
somehow found it's way. . 
onto your sleeve.






we all leave trails




 some days are harder then others . . 

don't you just know it.








yes. . . 

the chalk days are BACK babaaaaaaaay!!!

i  

L O V E 

the chalk days.






a poem


. . . . the whirling swirling spinning days. .  .
the round and round and up and down

back and forth and forth and back. . 

and come what may

and back. . and back..

if i knew. . 

what i do not. .

i would not be so anxious . . but.. 

it doesn't matter. . 

nothing does. . . 

or does it!. . . yes. . it does. . . 

it does

it matters. . 

matters MOST  you see.. . 

to the ONE 

who sets us F R E E 

and it will be. . ok. . 

ok. . .

He is holding on 

to Thee.


written just now


Rachael Anderson
april 18 2013





 

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