Saturday, September 28, 2019

Restore


" She believed she could but she was tired...
so she rested and you know what ?
The world went on and it was OK.
She knew she could try again tomorrow."



Few things better than finding a quiet place
in the country under the big oak trees,
Scotty happily running about, 
a nice breeze and a book in my lap.
~restoring~

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