EVERY AVENUE, EVERY STREET TAUGHT US SOMETHING. I SAY THANK GOD FOR FOOTPRINTS OF TIME...THANK GOD FOR MEMORY. AND I THANK YOU FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Now you know better, George...none of us can erase those footprints...we are all subjected to dealing with all the footprints we have encountered or have plodded with throughout our life...are we not...? -e-
My life is formed from the time I took my first step. When at crossed roads I would make a choice to continue. Sometimes I may have made some midtakes, but I count them as lessons learned, and never would I look back or go back to make the same mistakes over again. I would just keep on walking...
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
Good stuff for thought.
Ron
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Sandie
Love ya!
Jane