Thanksgiving: Friends

Father, thank You for friends— the lamp light on the dark road home that gilds the rocks before our feet and shines—seen or unseen— however far across the earth we roam, still burning past the line where darkness ends.                

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An Autumn Night

The perfect night— a soft rain serenading; the street ashine  with lamp light; the leaves stretched out, lazy, on the grass; and I, quiet on the porch, sipping on delight.                  –

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