Somewhere in my life, I started keeping all the letters and gifts in a little shoebox. Soon, the box grew to be more than just cardboard, something of a treasure.
My sour attitude into gratitude
Letters to words, words to letters
Lets me know who I had been, who I can become
What was in the ark you ask?
Reminders, of who you are, of who He is
I wanted to keep this blog picture free, as I felt I would be able to do too much once pictures were options. Hopefully, one will be just enough.
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