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I see birds at the feeders. A squirrel running on the snow, The sky in the east Has a golden glow. But clouds are now forming, All across the vast sky, So the suns light today, May not be, And snow may soon fly. Not one whit, Does it matter, Look outside your windows, See what God has given you. A Golden glow in the eastern sky, Birds, His creatures, flitting about, Then look inside, He has made you, you. You were knitted, By His hands, And you were knitted. With His Love. Duane McClung January 30, 2014 Life can be one satisfaction after another, If we let it. John Schindler.
Posted on: Thu, 30 Jan 2014 14:32:19 +0000

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