Spring Is A New Beginning!

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THE BOWL OF LIFE

The bowl of doubt

Dull 

Not shining

Not Polished

Not worthy

Not of Value

Cheap 

Full of air

Not of Substance

Empty

Insignificant

Not good enough

The Bowl of Life

Fill it to the rim with

Joy 

Peace

Hope 

Knowledge

Love 

Strength

Belief

Faith

Will power

Family 

Full of Substance

Values

Priceless gem of Life


FROM BLOSSOMS

From blossoms came

This brown paper bag of peaches

We bought from the boy 

At the bend in the road where we turned toward

Sign painted peaches.

From laden boughs,

From hands,

From sweet fellowship in the bins,

Comes nectar at the roadside, 

Succulent peaches we devous,

Dusty skin and all,

Comes the familiar dust of summer,

Dust we eat.

O, to take what we love inside,

To carry within us an orchard,

To eat not only the skin, 

But the shade,

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