Patrick, my November son Although not my number one Turned into my Atsy and Drama King Ready in wit and tongue Indeed, ready with elaborate Charm to fit a fine tale Knowing with a wink, we knew Son was our rainbow baby Hale and harty and like his Elder and younger brothers Never known to say no to Every one in any need. I am really proud of each one of you in your overall strengths and thankful to God for your humane aspects, and glad that you have used your talents to help over the years. Happy Birthday, Patrick!
Monday thoughts with Waqas Paula Shene Theme Power of I Title: Lost in I am, Inner Self Talk Landing mid-century was no mistake. On my feet before they could corral Servant before two, keeping Sib safe Talked to my angels and My God, The I am Individual ways joined, and the inner play Needs were more mature and kept sway I was never alone, fearless but cautious. ' An ego not used without thought. Made to order, ponder all choices. , Into life enters the death of a father Next is the trauma of abuse, sullied Noting failures in a major love, knowledge Entering into a pact to excel, even with honors Ruined a career of choice, nevertheless marriage Status brought a joy of motherhood Entering a path always on an upward climb Learning that innate skills placed me on top Finally, admitting it was God's path I always wanted Timeout was taken to remind me of this to be done An eon ago, my path determined not to waver Leaving behind the voice of ego Keeping eyes on ground nee...
Nancy Ndeke Amen and Amen . Its a beautiful poem dear Nancy ' Now is all time there is, Anchored unto eternitys sure frame Never ever to doubt divine Creators signature born by all, Year to year to infinity.
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