Post No. 868
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Promise
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P is for promise
Of summer to come
P is for patience
To wait for the time
That blossoms will shrivel
And fall from the tree
Fulfilling the PROMISE
Of succulent meats
To pluck and to gather
For all to have pleasure
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©Denise G Allen, 05 September 2015 09:53
05/09/2015 at 10:43 pm
Each season is an answered promise that we have made it yet another year
There is a time, for every thing.
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06/09/2015 at 7:57 am
Yes, x, there is a time, but we have to wait patiently for it to come – not my strong suit, but I’m learning, lol.
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06/09/2015 at 11:54 am
lovely words
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08/09/2015 at 6:33 am
Thanks Ruth. In the middle of your book and enjoying it. 🙂
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08/09/2015 at 9:19 am
oh that’s so nice to hear 🙂 thank you so much.
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