Every morning lean thine arms awhile
Upon the window-sill of heaven
And gaze upon thy Lord,
Then, with vision in thy heart,
Turn strong to meet thy day.
Thomas Blake
I have to leave my poem tonight because my impetuous husband wants to take me to the beach to our favorite hotel tomorrow for a couple of nights. Woo-Hoo! Maybe pictures to share soon!
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oh yay! have fun!
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