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    You’ve Got A Friend

    This morning I listened to a CD I haven’t listened to for some time…James Taylor’s Greatest Hits. The songs brought back tons of memories. Some good. Some not so good.

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    Baby Blanket

    The dream fogs forward. We’re weeks away from grand baby to be, plums barely clinging to the branch. The ocean, a little further than the next door rooster, breaks on

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    Awaken Dry Bones In The Name of The Lord

    My dry bones lay on the battle floor. Yielded. Inside of me. After the fire. The war. That burned away the flesh. Laid on God’s altar. The test. Tests. Submission

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    The Horse Trade

    I never thought this day would come. Nor had I expected the heartache to be as intense. The feed bin was empty. The water bucket was gone. Everything had been

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    A Hill of Beans

    “I don’t like beans.” My son and daughter swore they did not like beans of any kind as kids. Green beans. Navy beans. Pinto beans. I reasoned, “How can you

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Baby Blanket

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The dream fogs forward. We’re weeks away from grand baby to be, plums barely clinging to the branch. The ocean, a little further than the next door rooster, breaks on the beach morning after morning, anticipating footsteps as our family strolls. The math of compassion adding up, the little ones make us larger. Passing down humor, songs, and curls, decades

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Awaken Dry Bones In The Name of The Lord

Awaken Dry Bones

My dry bones lay on the battle floor. Yielded. Inside of me. After the fire. The war. That burned away the flesh. Laid on God’s altar. The test. Tests. Submission requires so much rest. To die. To surrender. Peace, at best. White-flagged, bones, stripped of my flesh, finally yielded to the war inside. And, out. Picked, finely clean by the

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Regrets, I’ve Had a Few

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Regrets, I’ve Had a Few By Debbie Hardy   Regrets, I’ve had a few But then again, too few to mention I did what I had to do And saw it through without exemption[i] I wish I could honestly sing that song, but I’ve had more regrets than French fries in my life, so I won’t mention them. Well, I’ll

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Stalking Time

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I wish I had more time. Hardly a day goes by that I don’t lament the fact that there are only 24 hours in a day. There are so many things I’d like to do, so many things I can never quite get to. And the days, the weeks, the years, flit by. Some people say that time is money,

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