I have a big backyard that I share with God’s finer creations. Objects of rare and ardent beauty lent to me to tend and till. Oh so good to grab the earth and pack the earthworm’s mud, to be His gardens keeper. So I say, all cheer the fancy daffodils, regard the much maligned dandelion and beware the fetching rose in His name. Yes. . . Yes, I praise and offer thanks for His art and crafts weaving rainbows in seasonal displays of bud and bloom in my rich backyard. Where the squirrels chatter and the beetles bury, the mantis prays and the crow caws just a little joy.
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The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
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Well done.
Elizabeth