
Tread Softly through my Garden, It has taken a lot of care
It may not be perfect, Or have Home and Garden's Flair
But it is my garden, One I am proud to share
So pull up a bench , and look over there.
You will see my little lilacs, all four lined up like stairs
They may look similar, Yet, each is very rare
Beside sits a single, Blue Rose, One that has shed many tears
But she grows ever strong,With each passing year
And Look above you and you will see
The hummingbird always aware
He watches over all of them, Forever the loving bear
No.. my garden isn't perfect, But I for one don't care
For it surrounds me with love, and is the answer to all my prayers.
@C. Janicki
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have a good one
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A mother asked President Bush,
"Why did my son have to die in Iraq ?"
Another mother asked President Kennedy,
"Why did my son have to die in Viet Nam ?"
Another mother asked President Truman,
"Why did my son have to die in Korea ?
Another mother asked President F.D. Roosevelt,
"Why did my son have to die at Iwo Jima ?"
Another mother asked President W. Wilson,
"Why did my son have to die on the battlefield of France ?"
Yet another mother asked President Lincoln,
"Why did my son have to die at Gettysburg ?"
And yet another mother asked President G. Washington,
"Why did my son have to die near Valley Forge ?"
Then long, long ago, a mother asked...
"Heavenly Father, why did my Son have to die
on a cross outside of Jerusalem ?"
The answers to all these are similar --
"So that others may have life and dwell in peace,
happiness and freedom."
This was emailed to me with no author
and I thought the magnitude
and the simplicity were awesome ...
Love to All
IF YOU DON'T STAND BEHIND OUR TROOPS,
PLEASE, FEEL FREE...TO STAND IN FRONT OF THEM!