Sunday, May 4, 2014

Thou Fount of Every Blessing



Bagpipe hymns,
On lavender trails,
Haunting over waters
From a wrought iron bridge.
Blessings of sunshine,
Blessings of warmth,
Blessings unnumbered 
of a day off in Spring.
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