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Sunday, March 19, 2017

FOR SWEET MARIE LOUISE

(to the Lord)


When anxious thoughts disturb my peace of mind, my anchor is my faith, my love, my Breath. And then, Tranquility’s the grace I find, and I don’t fear the future, nor my death. And I don’t fret about what’s gone before, the here-and-now I So appreciate; it’s you, my precious Lord, whom I adore, and Sweet Marie Louise, my faithful mate! Oh yes, indeed! I Love ya’ll, yes, I do. I thank you, Lord, for all my readers, too!”


Copyright 2016 by Stephen C. Gifford

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