We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
We sing a hymn to praise His Name. We give His Glory all the thanks for He has borne our blame and saved us through His call. Dr. Seuss brought us pleasure in playing with words through his whimsical Sneetches, not realness like birds. Unique thoughts like his breakfast of green eggs and ham beats endurable snacks of fried ice cream and clam. flying fowl are seen letter "V" against the wind south from Canada The patterns from what Shakespeare wrote anon all shape the souls of men in bygone days. Mercutio quoth his life was nearly gone. "A grave man" he would be next sun's displays. What cliffs we climb in life sublime of making rhymes so swift betimes, but hope so rare won't cause to stare as rest we there in His great care. by Jay O'Toole on October 20th, 2020 |