Occasionally, I post a short poem – usually my own – on a chalkboard by the roadside in our front yard. Here’s the poem for today:

EVERYDAY MIRACLES: An Occasional Journal of a Life Lived in Wonder
"To me, every hour of the light and dark is a miracle." — Walt Whitman
Occasionally, I post a short poem – usually my own – on a chalkboard by the roadside in our front yard. Here’s the poem for today:
I wish Jim could have heard this by love. Thanks for trying.
Your friend
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