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AND I AM GRATEFUL TOO
 
A tiny blossom fell to earth
Ensconced by winters' dearth.
She'd clung to our old oak tree since
Her seasons' greeted birth.

It really is a common thing
To see this oft-viewed clue,
That soon the chill of winters' breath
Will be our favored view.

All things have their own time and place...
It is of course God's plan.
And I am grateful that He too,
Now holds me in His hands!
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The BRAIN TEASE challenge
This week's word to unscramble
''smlsboo'' blossom










By MissSharon

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