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Coming Fast or Slow

I’ve got the chills now, you see.

COVID’s men kill ‘in millions, indeed;

Gonna lie down with me and my fantasy, uh huh

My Testimony Many years have passed since I walked a narrow aisle And gave my heart to Jesus with a

I’m Blessed A blessed girl, I married Warren God smiled down and all was well. To make us feel really

I mount the mule, settle into my chaps, pull up my bandanna. The cowboy cloth, I thought only an accessory,

Eternal Torment The memories of the moments we regret, Are the memories and the moments that haunt us forever. Hesitation

Chocolate as a means of murder? (Image by aleksandra85foto from Pixabay ) Death by Chocolate A man wants my take

Image by Annie Spratt from Pixabay It was you and I, Then; That summer I took $100 And bought a

Image by Andreas Lischka from Pixabay I drove back 382 miles and 39 years To what’s no longer a home.

Wear cotton masks where’er you go stay miles away from strangers Wash hands til they turn cracked and red Report

The dogwood I planted last year has sprouted darts, rocks piled on the side, boastful testaments, to pick and shovel,