Vacation Eve
Thank You, Lord,
The time of gathering
eggs fresh from the
chickens has past.
No more feeding the dogs,
the cats,
the bunnies the fish,
taking care of my friend’s
son with autism.
At least, for now.
Thank You that my bags are
packed.
We’re doing last-minute-getting-ready
stuff.
Tomorrow we begin our
vacation.
Arizona and California
here we come,
if You’re willing and I
think You are.
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