The Joy of Christmas

Posted on October 14, 2016 by ShirleyB

‘Somehow, somewhere she’ll find a place
where crops grow strong with gentle rain
And children wander, whole again’

About ShirleyB

I was born with the muse in me. Sometimes I wish it would go away but it won't, so, good, bad or ugly it will escape intermittently.
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