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Finding JOY at home, each and every day.
“Master of the Light”
I praise thee when each pastel stroke of sunrise
seems for me,
And every lustrous breeze
Ignites my soul
With glowing testament of thee.
But when my shoulders—
Burdened, bent to dust—
Refuse to lift, Forget to trust,
I glory, Master Artist of the Light,
That I can still find thee in the night.
-Jean Seifert
2 comments:
That is really funny. How cute!
That's cute! Poor animals had to go to time out.
Love the pictures at the sibling party. I'm glad you took them. I never seem to take pictures of adults :(.
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