"These are my words the song I sing, not with my voice, it's with words that I bring. A part of my life, some of what I believe, a partial glimpse of the one called me."
Posted by Maggie
on Thursday, December 22, 2011
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Aged blessing Lonely no more Zapped brain Hardly like before Enjoying peace Inside self Missing no one Each memory left Residence of clay ` Slipping slowly away
I was, I am, and I will be. I live in a state of confusion called Georgia by some people. Humor is my cup of tea and I do so enjoy sharing it with friends.