In this breaking dawn hush
Before the holiday rush
A paean of thankfulness
Emerges sincere:
For life, the air I breathe –
Every second thousands are dying
In wars, crimes, accidents, disease
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In this breaking dawn hush
Before the holiday rush
A paean of thankfulness
Emerges sincere:
For life, the air I breathe –
Every second thousands are dying
In wars, crimes, accidents, disease
View original post 109 more words
Thank you For the re-blog
"People ask me what I do in the winter when there's no baseball. I'll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring."
~ Rogers Hornsby
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